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 United Kingdom and from Milan.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ituana to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suicide record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Bluetip,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gun Club,
Ludus,
Infiniti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dead C,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Animal Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Pole,
Ponytail,
Quadrant,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delta 5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Buzzcocks,
The Associates,
Scion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nirvana,
the Sonics,
Toni Rubio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Wake,
Babytalk,
Soulsonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Flag,
Lucky Dragons,
Fad Gadget,
Maleditus Sound,
The Victims,
Jacques Brel,
John Holt,
Pantaleimon,
Rosa Yemen,
Rapeman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chrome,
Malaria!,
The Monochrome Set,
Minutemen,
Oneida,
Tom Boy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Leaves,
Radiohead,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Au Pairs,
Guru Guru,
Soul II Soul,
The Kinks,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.