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 Gabon and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 Minor Threat to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Arab on Radar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Drexciya,
cv313,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mad Mike,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cheater Slicks,
Eve St. Jones,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Green,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Michelle Simonal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
June Days,
Cluster,
David Axelrod,
John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun City Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zapp,
Fugazi,
Qualms,
Severed Heads,
Shuggie Otis,
Lindisfarne,
Monolake,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Youth Brigade,
the Bar-Kays,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Bananas,
The Cramps,
Y Pants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kevin Saunderson,
Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cameo,
Terry Callier,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.