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 Japan and from Mexico City.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis 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 techno 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Newcleus,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scratch Acid,
Graham Central Station,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doors,
Bluetip,
Skarface,
Mandrill,
Mr. Review,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
Minutemen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Oblivians,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suicide,
A Certain Ratio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pere Ubu,
One Last Wish,
The Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Harmonia,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Erasure,
Kas Product,
FM Einheit,
Cymande,
Sugar Minott,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alison Limerick,
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gabor Szabo,
Y Pants,
Japan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Au Pairs,
Half Japanese,
Soft Cell,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tubeway Army,
Roxy Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eddi Front,
Flash Fearless,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Todd Terry,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.