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 Czech Republic and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Todd Rundgren 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Severed Heads,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Gang Dance,
Byron Stingily,
Kayak,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
K-Klass,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Pole,
D'Angelo,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minnie Riperton,
Half Japanese,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronnie Foster,
Toni Rubio,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Swell Maps,
Jacques Brel,
The Barracudas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monks,
Interpol,
Black Pus,
Lower 48,
Bob Dylan,
Dual Sessions,
Unwound,
The Happenings,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Grass Roots,
Roxette,
Jacob Miller,
Lungfish,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Evens,
Scan 7,
David Bowie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Depeche Mode,
Talk Talk,
EPMD,
Pussy Galore,
Ronan,
Howard Jones,
Nico,
Deepchord,
The Beau Brummels,
Shuggie Otis,
Ituana,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.