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 Benin and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Thompson Twins to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Wake,
Donny Hathaway,
Soulsonic Force,
Fear,
Angry Samoans,
The Move,
Quando Quango,
Intrusion,
John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
The Residents,
JFA,
Simply Red,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dirtbombs,
Godley & Creme,
Magma,
Groovy Waters,
Country Teasers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nirvana,
The Human League,
Connie Case,
The Misunderstood,
The Angels of Light,
LL Cool J,
Radiohead,
Yaz,
Pagans,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swell Maps,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The J.B.'s,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Byrd,
Boredoms,
Isaac Hayes,
Sister Nancy,
Wolf Eyes,
Spandau Ballet,
Nico,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-102,
Lungfish,
Black Bananas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
Fugazi,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantytec,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.