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 Mauritania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Radiohead to the jazz 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nirvana,
X-102,
Cybotron,
Sister Nancy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stetsasonic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Christie,
The Wake,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rod Modell,
Guru Guru,
Mandrill,
Pagans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Can,
Animal Collective,
Camouflage,
Saccharine Trust,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magazine,
Ludus,
The Blues Magoos,
Blancmange,
EPMD,
Niagra,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Thompson Twins,
Sarah Menescal,
Ice-T,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
The Slits,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wire,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Birthday Party,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cluster,
The Fugs,
Bluetip,
Das Ding,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rufus Thomas,
Au Pairs,
Von Mondo,
Oblivians,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kas Product,
ABC,
Rites of Spring,
Monks,
Pole,
Pierre Henry,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.