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 Korea South and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Royal Family And The Poor 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Black Flag,
Q65,
Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
Easy Going,
Masters at Work,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sam Rivers,
The Smoke,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cecil Taylor,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
Aural Exciters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Görl,
The Golliwogs,
Danielle Patucci,
Fear,
Wire,
Mantronix,
Scion,
Technova,
Dennis Brown,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül,
Rapeman,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Busters,
The Index,
Intrusion,
Theoretical Girls,
The New Christs,
Gong,
Ludus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Colin Newman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Offenders,
Ituana,
Popol Vuh,
Das Ding,
Dave Gahan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Minny Pops,
Tres Demented,
Matthew Halsall,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Divine Comedy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Slits,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.