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 Switzerland and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Yusef Lateef to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
Scrapy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oblivians,
The Martian,
Skriet,
Grauzone,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soul II Soul,
Eli Mardock,
The Golliwogs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Wyatt,
Godley & Creme,
F. McDonald,
The Beau Brummels,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mr. Review,
Animal Collective,
The Fortunes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Little Man,
Bill Near,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash,
Radiohead,
Black Pus,
the Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
Moss Icon,
a-ha,
The Smoke,
CMW,
Fatback Band,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Scratch Acid,
Amon Düül II,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
Fear,
The Walker Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Grass Roots,
The Standells,
Metal Thangz,
Mantronix,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pagans,
The Raincoats,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Swans,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.