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 China and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
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 theremin 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Rhythm & Sound,
MC5,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drexciya,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
Black Bananas,
Mantronix,
Minny Pops,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Bowie,
Metal Thangz,
Camouflage,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Wyatt,
Panda Bear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Red Krayola,
Ultravox,
Ornette Coleman,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Big Daddy Kane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slave,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Association,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Spandau Ballet,
Dual Sessions,
T. Rex,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ronnie Foster,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
10cc,
Moby Grape,
Johnny Clarke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-Ray Spex,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust,
These Immortal Souls,
Pylon,
Chris Corsano,
ABC,
The New Christs,
Severed Heads,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.