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 Belize and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 Agent Orange to the punk 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
Harmonia,
Michelle Simonal,
Donald Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
The Offenders,
Albert Ayler,
Marvin Gaye,
Leonard Cohen,
Motorama,
Surgeon,
Janne Schatter,
Black Flag,
The New Christs,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris Corsano,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fifty Foot Hose,
FM Einheit,
Loose Ends,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ronan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Associates,
Rekid,
Gong,
Deakin,
Country Teasers,
A Certain Ratio,
Minutemen,
The Sound,
Public Enemy,
Aswad,
Absolute Body Control,
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faust,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Almond,
E-Dancer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Black Dice,
Hardrive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fatback Band,
Boredoms,
Hashim,
Bluetip,
Reuben Wilson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.