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 Azerbaijan and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Massinfluence to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Essential Logic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Lynne,
David Axelrod,
The Names,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
D'Angelo,
Aural Exciters,
Freddie Wadling,
Lungfish,
Kayak,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crooked Eye,
Roxy Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sixth Finger,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zero Boys,
Crime,
Con Funk Shun,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The United States of America,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Invisible,
The Real Kids,
Faraquet,
Boz Scaggs,
Adolescents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
Man Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cramps,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yazoo,
Josef K,
Unwound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Selector Dub Narcotic,
U.S. Maple,
Model 500,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Teasers,
Scratch Acid,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Prunes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Idris Muhammad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun City Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Rapeman,
Tommy Roe,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.