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 Kazakhstan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Barclay James Harvest to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moby Grape,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Style,
Alton Ellis,
David McCallum,
Pharoah Sanders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warsaw,
The Sonics,
Chris Corsano,
Magma,
Outsiders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Drexciya,
The Last Poets,
The Neon Judgement,
Newcleus,
Black Pus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eric Dolphy,
Gong,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wasted Youth,
Infiniti,
The Pop Group,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cramps,
Joey Negro,
Hasil Adkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pagans,
Little Man,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Skatalites,
The J.B.'s,
10cc,
The Modern Lovers,
Wings,
Organ,
Malaria!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
La Düsseldorf,
LL Cool J,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doors,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Harry Pussy,
Quadrant,
The Vogues,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.