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 Micronesia and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
John Holt,
Laurel Aitken,
Nico,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ohio Players,
The Durutti Column,
Anthony Braxton,
Lungfish,
Neu!,
Fat Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantytec,
The Blues Magoos,
Maleditus Sound,
Zapp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bang On A Can,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Altered Images,
Connie Case,
Ituana,
Derrick Morgan,
Organ,
Severed Heads,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brand Nubian,
PIL,
a-ha,
The Selecter,
Yusef Lateef,
CMW,
Lyres,
The Slits,
Public Enemy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Divine Comedy,
Suburban Knight,
Scientists,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
Roy Ayers,
La Düsseldorf,
48th St. Collective,
Angry Samoans,
Hot Snakes,
Moebius,
Delta 5,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jesper Dahlback,
Popol Vuh,
The Stooges,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.