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 Belarus and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Index to the jazz 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
The Associates,
Black Bananas,
Dual Sessions,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wasted Youth,
Roxy Music,
Television Personalities,
Television,
Pole,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eve St. Jones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul II Soul,
The Fall,
Wings,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
The Stooges,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amazonics,
Youth Brigade,
Pulsallama,
Fela Kuti,
Saccharine Trust,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
Vladislav Delay,
Reuben Wilson,
The Tremeloes,
Newcleus,
Japan,
Oblivians,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Foxx,
Prince Buster,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mad Mike,
Sugar Minott,
Wally Richardson,
New Order,
Faust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pussy Galore,
Harmonia,
Von Mondo,
Main Source,
The Pop Group,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blackbyrds,
The Durutti Column,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.