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 Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Mojo Men to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
Skriet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Reagan Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Rotary Connection,
Sound Behaviour,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Vladislav Delay,
Stereo Dub,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
China Crisis,
Derrick May,
Skaos,
Chris Corsano,
Yellowson,
ABBA,
Fad Gadget,
Camouflage,
Jeff Mills,
Erasure,
Kerrie Biddell,
Make Up,
Ludus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Masters at Work,
The Raincoats,
Max Romeo,
Buzzcocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rites of Spring,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds,
Quadrant,
Nas,
Davy DMX,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sonic Youth,
Inner City,
Cluster,
Hashim,
MC5,
The Standells,
Fela Kuti,
The Techniques,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
UT,
Kurtis Blow,
Eli Mardock,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Public Enemy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.