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 Benin and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Eden Ahbez to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Fugs,
Moby Grape,
Scion,
Desert Stars,
ABBA,
Neil Young,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
Drexciya,
The Music Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
The Grass Roots,
Flipper,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joe Finger,
The Black Dice,
The Gun Club,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-102,
The Beau Brummels,
Davy DMX,
The Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
Patti Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Lightning Bolt,
Masters at Work,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Buzzcocks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Das Ding,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
PIL,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
R.M.O.,
Pagans,
Sound Behaviour,
Alice Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quadrant,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
Ice-T,
Slick Rick,
Derrick Morgan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bush Tetras,
The Zeros,
Pulsallama,
Outsiders,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.