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 Papua New Guinea and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 KRS-One to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Severed Heads,
Wally Richardson,
Danielle Patucci,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick Morgan,
Absolute Body Control,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Underground Resistance,
Duran Duran,
John Coltrane,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
Ituana,
Ohio Players,
Hashim,
Ultravox,
Byron Stingily,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
The Associates,
Crash Course in Science,
The Motions,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Christie,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Erasure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roger Hodgson,
New Age Steppers,
Cymande,
The Durutti Column,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
Black Sheep,
Babytalk,
Animal Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Evens,
La Düsseldorf,
Mission of Burma,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Davy DMX,
Boz Scaggs,
Joy Division,
Stiv Bators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bauhaus,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.