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 Honduras and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Dawn Penn to the grime 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Y Pants,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cal Tjader,
Barry Ungar,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy Collins,
Ituana,
The Durutti Column,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Tommy Roe,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Eli Mardock,
Jandek,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sight & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Morten Harket,
Average White Band,
Joyce Sims,
Barclay James Harvest,
Easy Going,
Gang Green,
Depeche Mode,
Bill Wells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Masters at Work,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dead C,
Moby Grape,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sonic Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Fear,
Althea and Donna,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
The Neon Judgement,
Section 25,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
Jerry's Kids,
Pharoah Sanders,
Derrick May,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Warsaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Henry Cow,
Brass Construction,
The Toasters,
Neu!,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.