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 Afghanistan 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Slackers to the jazz 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Misunderstood,
DNA,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
In Retrospect,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Sneak,
The Fortunes,
Adolescents,
Moby Grape,
Bronski Beat,
Metal Thangz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echospace,
Ituana,
The Angels of Light,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
Ten City,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Carl Craig,
Minor Threat,
Chris & Cosey,
Ohio Players,
The Motions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minutemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Arab on Radar,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Seeds,
The Count Five,
David Bowie,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Velvet Underground,
Boogie Down Productions,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Standells,
The Fall,
Cameo,
Radio Birdman,
Albert Ayler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Index,
Mad Mike,
The Young Rascals,
Faust,
Ultra Naté,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.