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 Israel and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Nico to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
James White and The Blacks,
Underground Resistance,
Surgeon,
The Last Poets,
the Soft Cell,
The Fuzztones,
Young Marble Giants,
Tres Demented,
Cal Tjader,
the Swans,
Maurizio,
Bush Tetras,
Parry Music,
The Gap Band,
OOIOO,
Reuben Wilson,
Symarip,
Shuggie Otis,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Little Man,
Bobby Sherman,
Porter Ricks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monolake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Laurel Aitken,
Nas,
AZ,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter & Gordon,
The Divine Comedy,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalo Schifrin,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
Con Funk Shun,
Deakin,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeff Lynne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boredoms,
Los Fastidios,
Leonard Cohen,
The Young Rascals,
Isaac Hayes,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ossler,
Alison Limerick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nation of Ulysses,
The United States of America,
Can,
Gang Green,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.