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 Iran and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Icehouse to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Black Sheep,
Joensuu 1685,
Prince Buster,
New Age Steppers,
Pagans,
Henry Cow,
Half Japanese,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Circle Jerks,
The Leaves,
Rites of Spring,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nico,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
Archie Shepp,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Bourne,
Marine Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Lucky Dragons,
The Residents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Wyatt,
Los Fastidios,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxette,
the Swans,
John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Cymande,
Bad Manners,
Gang Starr,
Funky Four + One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visage,
Zapp,
Dead Boys,
The American Breed,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Connie Case,
Dawn Penn,
Excepter,
The New Christs,
Depeche Mode,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pet Shop Boys,
Average White Band,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Womack,
Matthew Halsall,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick May,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fugs,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.