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 Bahamas and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare 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 Deepchord to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Angels of Light,
Wings,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
The Walker Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yellowson,
CMW,
48th St. Collective,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Germs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Todd Rundgren,
John Foxx,
Eli Mardock,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Byrd,
Model 500,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
World's Most,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fluxion,
Dark Day,
Maurizio,
The Knickerbockers,
The Doors,
Bang On A Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Smiths,
Robert Wyatt,
Rakim,
Man Parrish,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Carl Craig,
Kerri Chandler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kaleidoscope,
Interpol,
Fad Gadget,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dirtbombs,
Kayak,
One Last Wish,
the Soft Cell,
Shoche,
The Invisible,
Thee Headcoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.