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 Mauritius and from Lille.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Don Cherry to the rap 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
The Invisible,
Eric Dolphy,
Marvin Gaye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kenny Larkin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sarah Menescal,
Jawbox,
Avey Tare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rosa Yemen,
Chris & Cosey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Victims,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sound,
MDC,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Toni Rubio,
Radio Birdman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delta 5,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dark Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Finger,
H. Thieme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Don Cherry,
Dennis Brown,
Smog,
Wire,
Donny Hathaway,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eddi Front,
Grey Daturas,
The Standells,
Gichy Dan,
the Bar-Kays,
Livin' Joy,
X-101,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
E-Dancer,
Moss Icon,
Kaleidoscope,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nico,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shoche,
The Zeros,
The Young Rascals,
Ten City,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.