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 Italy and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Kayak to the rock 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Nas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ossler,
Sällskapet,
Tubeway Army,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tim Buckley,
Delon & Dalcan,
Henry Cow,
Piero Umiliani,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
Tommy Roe,
MC5,
Kayak,
Scan 7,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Matthew Bourne,
Sam Rivers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
Pantytec,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camouflage,
Tres Demented,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pop Group,
Slave,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Masters at Work,
Glenn Branca,
Slick Rick,
New Age Steppers,
Suburban Knight,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxy Music,
Skriet,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Byrd,
Neil Young,
H. Thieme,
Pagans,
Little Man,
Mission of Burma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Magazine,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Moon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
ABC,
Mr. Review,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.