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 Serbia 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Youth Brigade to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Loose Ends,
Erykah Badu,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad,
K-Klass,
Wings,
Pylon,
Guru Guru,
Dark Day,
Colin Newman,
Lucky Dragons,
Funky Four + One,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang Green,
Faraquet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-102,
The Kinks,
Amon Düül II,
Iggy Pop,
Lakeside,
The Star Department,
Bronski Beat,
Wally Richardson,
Bill Wells,
Tim Buckley,
Terry Callier,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
The Saints,
June Days,
Shoche,
Kenny Larkin,
Duran Duran,
Mo-Dettes,
Cheater Slicks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Shuggie Otis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cal Tjader,
Charles Mingus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flipper,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ornette Coleman,
E-Dancer,
Inner City,
Anthony Braxton,
Maurizio,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.