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 Oman 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Residents to the jazz 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Q and Not U,
Pantytec,
The Slits,
China Crisis,
The Names,
Erykah Badu,
Roxette,
Ultravox,
Michelle Simonal,
The Martian,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Bananas,
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
The Mojo Men,
Intrusion,
Rosa Yemen,
Arthur Verocai,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Joensuu 1685,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
Blossom Toes,
Bob Dylan,
The Searchers,
Minny Pops,
Ponytail,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pole,
Barclay James Harvest,
D'Angelo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
The Move,
Prince Buster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Josef K,
June of 44,
Y Pants,
Reuben Wilson,
Brand Nubian,
Khruangbin,
Fear,
John Holt,
B.T. Express,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Style,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Fraelich,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.