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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minutemen,
Pantaleimon,
Flash Fearless,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dawn Penn,
Barrington Levy,
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Knickerbockers,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
Boredoms,
The Searchers,
Rakim,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Golliwogs,
Lower 48,
Sugar Minott,
Connie Case,
One Last Wish,
Talk Talk,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Outsiders,
Anthony Braxton,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Lynne,
KRS-One,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Surgeon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Max Romeo,
Fugazi,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Faraquet,
D'Angelo,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
Monks,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Scan 7,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funkadelic,
Oblivians,
Bizarre Inc.,
Con Funk Shun,
June of 44,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.