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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the electroclash 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
10cc,
Black Moon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
Dark Day,
The Motions,
Sugar Minott,
Cymande,
The Residents,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
The J.B.'s,
Deakin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Vogues,
Yazoo,
The Wake,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Juan Atkins,
L. Decosne,
The Kinks,
The New Christs,
Danielle Patucci,
Brass Construction,
Erykah Badu,
Drexciya,
Ponytail,
Pere Ubu,
Section 25,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hot Snakes,
The Monks,
Iggy Pop,
Rites of Spring,
Nas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cure,
David Bowie,
Bobby Sherman,
MDC,
Visage,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Raincoats,
Joensuu 1685,
Supertramp,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül II,
Scratch Acid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funky Four + One,
Henry Cow,
Sparks,
Suicide,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.