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 Syria and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lyres to the disco 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Porter Ricks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hashim,
Aloha Tigers,
Boz Scaggs,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
Cecil Taylor,
Amon Düül II,
Icehouse,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Martian,
E-Dancer,
The J.B.'s,
Animal Collective,
Danielle Patucci,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Barclay James Harvest,
Procol Harum,
Chris Corsano,
Sexual Harrassment,
Can,
Sight & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Prince Buster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Y Pants,
Byron Stingily,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donald Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerri Chandler,
Rekid,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Unrelated Segments,
Ronan,
The Index,
Public Enemy,
Wolf Eyes,
Gichy Dan,
Tears for Fears,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tim Buckley,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.