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 Colombia 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
a-ha,
Josef K,
Gichy Dan,
John Foxx,
Gabor Szabo,
ABC,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
T. Rex,
Babytalk,
John Coltrane,
Lower 48,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Ultra Naté,
Animal Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Juan Atkins,
Glenn Branca,
John Lydon,
PIL,
The Fuzztones,
The Misunderstood,
Nils Olav,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crash Course in Science,
La Düsseldorf,
Harry Pussy,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Moebius,
Tim Buckley,
Infiniti,
Lightning Bolt,
Crooked Eye,
Lyres,
Soft Cell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Organ,
Alton Ellis,
Gong,
Ossler,
The Cramps,
Ice-T,
Jandek,
The Leaves,
New Age Steppers,
The Searchers,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.