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 Egypt and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hasil Adkins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Icehouse,
Lyres,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
Archie Shepp,
Symarip,
Bobby Womack,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter & Gordon,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
The Smiths,
Nils Olav,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bob Dylan,
Chrome,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flash Fearless,
Eli Mardock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wings,
Skriet,
Gang Starr,
The Names,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
T. Rex,
the Slits,
the Germs,
Crime,
The Star Department,
Visage,
Kerri Chandler,
Brick,
Terry Callier,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Five Americans,
Gabor Szabo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boredoms,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Almond,
Buzzcocks,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Camouflage,
Rotary Connection,
K-Klass,
Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
Monolake,
The Litter,
Gichy Dan,
Von Mondo,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.