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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Ponytail to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
MC5,
The Grass Roots,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacob Miller,
The Cramps,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hashim,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skarface,
Alice Coltrane,
Minnie Riperton,
Swans,
Slick Rick,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
The Moleskins,
The Real Kids,
Jerry's Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
Royal Trux,
A Certain Ratio,
The New Christs,
Hot Snakes,
Byron Stingily,
Amazonics,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper,
F. McDonald,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eurythmics,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
LL Cool J,
Scion,
cv313,
Skaos,
Symarip,
Motorama,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Vogues,
Kurtis Blow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Delta 5,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liliput,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gregory Isaacs,
L. Decosne,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.