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 Bolivia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Star Department to the rap 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and an oboe 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 sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Charles Mingus,
Boz Scaggs,
Vladislav Delay,
Minny Pops,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
Accadde A,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slits,
Gang Green,
Dark Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis,
Oblivians,
The New Christs,
Camberwell Now,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pierre Henry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
Swans,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Intrusion,
Tubeway Army,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Germs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Wells,
The Zeros,
Television,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Davy DMX,
Lakeside,
Robert Görl,
Black Bananas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Junior Murvin,
Godley & Creme,
The Vogues,
Electric Prunes,
The Barracudas,
Delta 5,
Morten Harket,
Sam Rivers,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Organ,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June of 44,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.