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 Brunei and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the crunk 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Main Source,
Al Stewart,
B.T. Express,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
La Düsseldorf,
The Selecter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jawbox,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minutemen,
Slave,
World's Most,
Agent Orange,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cosmic Jokers,
EPMD,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
kango's stein massive,
Fat Boys,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camberwell Now,
The Durutti Column,
John Cale,
Procol Harum,
Brick,
Ultravox,
Blake Baxter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Ornette Coleman,
Bad Manners,
Magazine,
Niagra,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barry Ungar,
Maleditus Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Sonic Youth,
Mission of Burma,
The Standells,
Wolf Eyes,
Boz Scaggs,
Max Romeo,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Count Five,
Ohio Players,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.