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 Solomon Islands and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
Malaria!,
The Gories,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Negative Approach,
Oblivians,
Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Techniques,
Shoche,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Sherman,
Yellowson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skriet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nas,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The United States of America,
Wasted Youth,
The Names,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Silicon Teens,
Dead Boys,
The Searchers,
Animal Collective,
Au Pairs,
Minny Pops,
Maleditus Sound,
Groovy Waters,
The Doors,
Howard Jones,
Harry Pussy,
Panda Bear,
Brothers Johnson,
Sister Nancy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sparks,
Bill Near,
The Martian,
Iggy Pop,
Rufus Thomas,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Gong,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.