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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Iggy Pop to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Country Teasers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lakeside,
Kurtis Blow,
Howard Jones,
K-Klass,
ABC,
Zero Boys,
Ohio Players,
Moebius,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Donny Hathaway,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Banda Bassotti,
the Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
This Heat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Circle Jerks,
Ludus,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gories,
The Walker Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Sun City Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Lyres,
Quadrant,
Donald Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Minnie Riperton,
Basic Channel,
Alton Ellis,
Kas Product,
Saccharine Trust,
Royal Trux,
Dave Gahan,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fall,
Flipper,
Sam Rivers,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Excepter,
Pussy Galore,
Yaz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hoover,
Sparks,
Camouflage,
Dorothy Ashby,
New York Dolls,
The Mummies,
Robert Hood,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.