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 Italy and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 New Age Steppers to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cal Tjader,
Grauzone,
Byron Stingily,
Half Japanese,
Japan,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Byrd,
cv313,
D'Angelo,
Sällskapet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fugazi,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Human League,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
The Zeros,
The Leaves,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eden Ahbez,
Wally Richardson,
Model 500,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cure,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Morten Harket,
Panda Bear,
Man Parrish,
The Toasters,
June of 44,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun Ra,
H. Thieme,
Kerri Chandler,
Sandy B,
The Fire Engines,
Kool Moe Dee,
Prince Buster,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
Sun City Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Henry Cow,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonny Sharrock,
Subhumans,
E-Dancer,
Gang Gang Dance,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Skatalites,
One Last Wish,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.