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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Agitation Free to the funk 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Organ,
Yaz,
The Gap Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Gories,
Radiopuhelimet,
Josef K,
Patti Smith,
Monks,
Gang Green,
Subhumans,
The Techniques,
The Velvet Underground,
Donald Byrd,
Khruangbin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Babytalk,
Ohio Players,
Don Cherry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wolf Eyes,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Durutti Column,
Thompson Twins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moleskins,
Von Mondo,
Ornette Coleman,
Eddi Front,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
10cc,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cure,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed,
Maurizio,
New Order,
Das Ding,
Terry Callier,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Japan,
The Last Poets,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
A Certain Ratio,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tres Demented,
Wally Richardson,
Slave,
China Crisis,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.