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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Das Ding to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DJ Sneak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rites of Spring,
Hashim,
Echospace,
Cybotron,
The J.B.'s,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Happenings,
H. Thieme,
Groovy Waters,
The Slits,
Rakim,
Marc Almond,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dirtbombs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jacob Miller,
Barrington Levy,
David Bowie,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
Grauzone,
Quando Quango,
Lebanon Hanover,
Public Enemy,
David McCallum,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker,
Roxette,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Osbourne,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
Qualms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lakeside,
Panda Bear,
Oneida,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
Oblivians,
Sparks,
The Selecter,
The Pop Group,
Skarface,
Spoonie Gee,
Lalann,
The Last Poets,
Erykah Badu,
Chrome,
Mo-Dettes,
A Certain Ratio,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.