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 Egypt 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Beau Brummels to the disco 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Parry Music,
Sam Rivers,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Machine,
Half Japanese,
Sun City Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
Supertramp,
Wolf Eyes,
Rod Modell,
Minutemen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Doors,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gories,
Skarface,
Loose Ends,
Archie Shepp,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Standells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blancmange,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gregory Isaacs,
The New Christs,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy Collins,
John Lydon,
Wire,
Franke,
Boz Scaggs,
Sight & Sound,
Fluxion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T. Rex,
Basic Channel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Angels of Light,
David Bowie,
New York Dolls,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pulsallama,
New Age Steppers,
Sällskapet,
Grauzone,
Liliput,
Bill Wells,
Morten Harket,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
AZ,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.