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 Russia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hoover to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yaz,
Black Flag,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pylon,
Das Ding,
The Angels of Light,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Fatback Band,
Pere Ubu,
Index,
Camouflage,
World's Most,
The Tremeloes,
Boredoms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sexual Harrassment,
Drexciya,
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Massinfluence,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
Alton Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hardrive,
Charles Mingus,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ossler,
Skriet,
Soul Sonic Force,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gun Club,
Crispy Ambulance,
Guru Guru,
Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Selecter,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed,
The Vogues,
The Fugs,
Urselle,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.