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 Liberia and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gong to the grunge 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brand Nubian,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Oneida,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sonics,
Brick,
Bronski Beat,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Josef K,
Pole,
The Victims,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Litter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aswad,
Subhumans,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers,
Lightning Bolt,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy Collins,
Marvin Gaye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Moody Blues,
Pere Ubu,
Dual Sessions,
Patti Smith,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harry Pussy,
One Last Wish,
Yellowson,
Mars,
Juan Atkins,
Alison Limerick,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kurtis Blow,
The Mojo Men,
The American Breed,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jandek,
Jacques Brel,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris Corsano,
Ornette Coleman,
Alton Ellis,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.