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 Kuwait and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Susan Cadogan to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius 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?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ornette Coleman,
Television Personalities,
Joy Division,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Sherman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Association,
Gabor Szabo,
Isaac Hayes,
Pere Ubu,
Von Mondo,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
T.S.O.L.,
Yusef Lateef,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Cal Tjader,
Unrelated Segments,
Lakeside,
Make Up,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
Motorama,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Modern Lovers,
Yaz,
Sixth Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Morten Harket,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
Organ,
Fear,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aswad,
The Mojo Men,
Wally Richardson,
Banda Bassotti,
The Red Krayola,
Fat Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
The Star Department,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hardrive,
The Vogues,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.