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 Ukraine and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lou Reed 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 Tremeloes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
The Leaves,
Model 500,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
10cc,
Lindisfarne,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cramps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Panda Bear,
Scion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funkadelic,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
K-Klass,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deakin,
Delta 5,
X-Ray Spex,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Style,
Drexciya,
The Sonics,
Bad Manners,
DJ Sneak,
Inner City,
China Crisis,
Interpol,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wasted Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
The Buckinghams,
Robert Wyatt,
Pussy Galore,
Jacques Brel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
Mandrill,
Ice-T,
Groovy Waters,
Chris Corsano,
Circle Jerks,
The Skatalites,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.