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 Ethiopia and from Spokane.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Moss Icon,
Nick Fraelich,
Johnny Clarke,
Sparks,
48th St. Collective,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-102,
Excepter,
Royal Trux,
Monks,
Supertramp,
The Busters,
Procol Harum,
Stiv Bators,
X-Ray Spex,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young,
Scan 7,
JFA,
MC5,
Kerri Chandler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter & Gordon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Sneak,
The Golliwogs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aloha Tigers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Al Stewart,
Mission of Burma,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Qualms,
Mr. Review,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
Jacques Brel,
Boz Scaggs,
Saccharine Trust,
Pylon,
Bob Dylan,
La Düsseldorf,
The Real Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deepchord,
Nas,
Juan Atkins,
This Heat,
Max Romeo,
The Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Kinks,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.