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 Comoros and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Angels of Light to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
The Beau Brummels,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fortunes,
The Human League,
Gang Green,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
MC5,
Arcadia,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Smooth,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lalann,
Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
MDC,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crash Course in Science,
This Heat,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doors,
Tommy Roe,
Dawn Penn,
Panda Bear,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Index,
Interpol,
Mark Hollis,
Tomorrow,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Star Department,
Zapp,
Judy Mowatt,
Ossler,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flash Fearless,
Basic Channel,
Joensuu 1685,
Sällskapet,
Robert Wyatt,
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.