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 Marshall Islands and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron 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 Scan 7 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '80s.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Guru Guru,
Swans,
The Monks,
Ken Boothe,
Infiniti,
Magma,
Gabor Szabo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
The Golliwogs,
Fad Gadget,
Susan Cadogan,
The Divine Comedy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mark Hollis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Radiohead,
Buzzcocks,
Reagan Youth,
Lyres,
In Retrospect,
Slick Rick,
Harry Pussy,
FM Einheit,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Raincoats,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Parry Music,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Copeland,
Minor Threat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David Bowie,
Sparks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stiv Bators,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gap Band,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Y Pants,
Minnie Riperton,
The Move,
The Detroit Cobras,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Residents,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxette,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Selecter,
Dead Boys,
Porter Ricks,
H. Thieme,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
Kas Product,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.