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 Jamaica and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Stereo Dub to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Susan Cadogan,
Grauzone,
Basic Channel,
JFA,
Wolf Eyes,
China Crisis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flash Fearless,
Pantaleimon,
Letta Mbulu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash,
LL Cool J,
the Slits,
Newcleus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Los Fastidios,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minnie Riperton,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fortunes,
Tommy Roe,
Lebanon Hanover,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Derrick May,
The Happenings,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Outsiders,
Jeff Lynne,
Erasure,
Gong,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
Siglo XX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Whodini,
Ludus,
the Sonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Al Stewart,
Danielle Patucci,
Howard Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unrelated Segments,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gories,
PIL,
Franke,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.