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 Madagascar and from London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Soft Cell to the rap 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
The Skatalites,
Monolake,
Dark Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hardrive,
Derrick Morgan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gong,
Bobby Byrd,
Jesper Dahlback,
Au Pairs,
Sonny Sharrock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ituana,
Reagan Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
New Order,
Quantec,
Main Source,
Thompson Twins,
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacques Brel,
Connie Case,
Rites of Spring,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minor Threat,
Spandau Ballet,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eve St. Jones,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kerrie Biddell,
David Bowie,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
Freddie Wadling,
Minutemen,
Anthony Braxton,
Amon Düül II,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nas,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sonics,
Idris Muhammad,
Delta 5,
Nils Olav,
Joyce Sims,
Eddi Front,
Tres Demented,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABBA,
June Days,
Royal Trux,
The Cramps,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.