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 Malta and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Average White Band to the dance 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Dolphy,
Isaac Hayes,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monks,
DNA,
Yellowson,
Peter & Gordon,
Talk Talk,
Kenny Larkin,
Al Stewart,
Max Romeo,
Scratch Acid,
The Techniques,
Wasted Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Schoolly D,
Hasil Adkins,
Joy Division,
Siglo XX,
Little Man,
John Holt,
the Germs,
Slick Rick,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Blues Magoos,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
Bush Tetras,
Amon Düül II,
The Velvet Underground,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cecil Taylor,
OOIOO,
Barrington Levy,
Darondo,
The Barracudas,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
Cymande,
Nas,
The Blackbyrds,
Franke,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.