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 Romania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 A Certain Ratio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
Bang On A Can,
Wasted Youth,
Joe Finger,
Junior Murvin,
Alice Coltrane,
Television Personalities,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Kayak,
Sparks,
Gabor Szabo,
This Heat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Swans,
Minnie Riperton,
Zapp,
Lou Reed,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Vainqueur,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mars,
The Flesh Eaters,
48th St. Collective,
Mark Hollis,
Cluster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan,
Sight & Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Teasers,
Make Up,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Last Poets,
Nirvana,
Camberwell Now,
FM Einheit,
EPMD,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Banda Bassotti,
Absolute Body Control,
The Index,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slits,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.