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 Singapore and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Gang of Four to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Gories,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
Pierre Henry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Lydon,
Marvin Gaye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Brand Nubian,
Peter and Kerry,
Connie Case,
Ituana,
Mark Hollis,
Warren Ellis,
PIL,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ornette Coleman,
Anakelly,
Nirvana,
The Human League,
Schoolly D,
Kayak,
The New Christs,
New York Dolls,
Groovy Waters,
Interpol,
The Wake,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerri Chandler,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
The Cowsills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Wyatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marine Girls,
Bill Wells,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Trojans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
La Düsseldorf,
Man Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Searchers,
MC5,
The Victims,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Newcleus,
Funkadelic,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.