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 Gabon and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gabor Szabo to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Coltrane,
the Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nico,
The Golliwogs,
the Association,
The Remains,
Jawbox,
The Cowsills,
The Count Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Intrusion,
Deepchord,
Rakim,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crooked Eye,
Joey Negro,
Ornette Coleman,
Reuben Wilson,
Spoonie Gee,
Schoolly D,
Monks,
Ten City,
The Blues Magoos,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alice Coltrane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Sonics,
Ponytail,
Roger Hodgson,
Sex Pistols,
Darondo,
Camberwell Now,
Terry Callier,
Lalann,
Bush Tetras,
Country Teasers,
Brand Nubian,
John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Clear Light,
Tubeway Army,
Marshall Jefferson,
Depeche Mode,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
Anthony Braxton,
Jandek,
The Sound,
The Trojans,
Mantronix,
Gang of Four,
The Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Newcleus,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.