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 Burkina and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Basic Channel to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marine Girls,
Mission of Burma,
Scratch Acid,
Monolake,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crispian St. Peters,
UT,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faust,
Marshall Jefferson,
These Immortal Souls,
Alton Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Chrome,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
The Pop Group,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mummies,
Fatback Band,
Rotary Connection,
Royal Trux,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Sheep,
Television,
The Raincoats,
Essential Logic,
Todd Rundgren,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Con Funk Shun,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unwound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Carl Craig,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reuben Wilson,
Lalann,
Country Teasers,
The Stooges,
The Cure,
Steve Hackett,
Pussy Galore,
The Walker Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Iggy Pop,
Pantaleimon,
Kurtis Blow,
The Residents,
Robert Wyatt,
A Certain Ratio,
Spoonie Gee,
Echospace,
The United States of America,
Bob Dylan,
Radiohead,
Minor Threat,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.