Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vanuatu and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing D'Angelo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kenny Larkin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Rundgren,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Names,
Sonic Youth,
Unwound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Erykah Badu,
Shuggie Otis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Basic Channel,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cybotron,
Model 500,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus,
Deakin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
ABC,
Sexual Harrassment,
Japan,
LL Cool J,
The Fugs,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
Crime,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ohio Players,
Saccharine Trust,
Harmonia,
Pulsallama,
Juan Atkins,
Tommy Roe,
The Toasters,
The Doobie Brothers,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moebius,
Terrestrial Tones,
T. Rex,
Suburban Knight,
The Moody Blues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
The Slits,
Kas Product,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.