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 Cuba and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Josef K to the funk 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Slick Rick,
Anthony Braxton,
Erykah Badu,
R.M.O.,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
World's Most,
Patti Smith,
Howard Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Pus,
Youth Brigade,
Marc Almond,
The Modern Lovers,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Max Romeo,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Techniques,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Negative Approach,
FM Einheit,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
Joe Finger,
Dennis Brown,
Warren Ellis,
Excepter,
Circle Jerks,
The Searchers,
The Raincoats,
Monolake,
Mandrill,
Gang Green,
ABBA,
Scientists,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Absolute Body Control,
Visage,
Chris & Cosey,
Flamin' Groovies,
Outsiders,
Jeff Mills,
Tubeway Army,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.