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 Angola and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Public Image Ltd. to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Eurythmics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mo-Dettes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tim Buckley,
The Fall,
Ituana,
Scrapy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
B.T. Express,
Panda Bear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Duran Duran,
Inner City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delta 5,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Hood,
Desert Stars,
Prince Buster,
Marmalade,
Pierre Henry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
Bill Wells,
Alphaville,
Talk Talk,
Cecil Taylor,
Yaz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Second Layer,
Marc Almond,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soulsonic Force,
Chris Corsano,
The Leaves,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New York Dolls,
Magma,
Vladislav Delay,
The American Breed,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cameo,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scion,
Fluxion,
The United States of America,
Massinfluence,
Crispian St. Peters,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gong,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.