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 Tajikistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Scratch Acid to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Hashim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Skatalites,
Man Eating Sloth,
Absolute Body Control,
Little Man,
Stereo Dub,
Sugar Minott,
Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Normal,
Stetsasonic,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
Fela Kuti,
D'Angelo,
Camouflage,
Loose Ends,
Lalo Schifrin,
Harmonia,
LL Cool J,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ten City,
Dead Boys,
Pantytec,
Eric Copeland,
The Tremeloes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Maurizio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris & Cosey,
Grey Daturas,
Newcleus,
MC5,
UT,
CMW,
Sonic Youth,
Echospace,
The Remains,
Deepchord,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Doors,
The Mummies,
Shoche,
Spandau Ballet,
Tom Boy,
Adolescents,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League,
Gichy Dan,
Michelle Simonal,
JFA,
Oneida,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eurythmics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fear,
Minny Pops,
Robert Wyatt,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.