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 Lesotho and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Chrome to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Icehouse,
Niagra,
Kenny Larkin,
Sight & Sound,
Nas,
Trumans Water,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mo-Dettes,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Style,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Hood,
Livin' Joy,
UT,
Banda Bassotti,
Bush Tetras,
Nils Olav,
Absolute Body Control,
MC5,
Tim Buckley,
Suicide,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quantec,
Harmonia,
Television Personalities,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sam Rivers,
Freddie Wadling,
Public Image Ltd.,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Davy DMX,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Max Romeo,
Quando Quango,
David McCallum,
Fatback Band,
Buzzcocks,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Spandau Ballet,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultra Naté,
Circle Jerks,
Marine Girls,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
Ludus,
Bobby Womack,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
Leonard Cohen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.