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 Chile and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Blake Baxter to the funk 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Sex Pistols,
Negative Approach,
Marcia Griffiths,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crash Course in Science,
Yaz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Byron Stingily,
Silicon Teens,
Faraquet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skarface,
Patti Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool Moe Dee,
Morten Harket,
Stiv Bators,
The Grass Roots,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Whodini,
Nirvana,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
The Angels of Light,
Nas,
Visage,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
Sun City Girls,
Infiniti,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bluetip,
Michelle Simonal,
Essential Logic,
Ultra Naté,
Los Fastidios,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalann,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Unrelated Segments,
UT,
Godley & Creme,
Kerri Chandler,
Erykah Badu,
CMW,
Pere Ubu,
Mandrill,
Motorama,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deadbeat,
LL Cool J,
Fluxion,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.