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 Zambia and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Angry Samoans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
The Gladiators,
Das Ding,
Bootsy Collins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Josef K,
Drive Like Jehu,
Glenn Branca,
Talk Talk,
John Foxx,
The Wake,
Pierre Henry,
Tim Buckley,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pere Ubu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bronski Beat,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Cal Tjader,
Average White Band,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Lyres,
Black Pus,
Porter Ricks,
X-Ray Spex,
Ken Boothe,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marine Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cure,
Jimmy McGriff,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
Thee Headcoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
Faraquet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Stooges,
Kas Product,
Cameo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Royal Trux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Moon,
Andrew Hill,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mark Hollis,
Leonard Cohen,
Sex Pistols,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cheater Slicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.