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 Denmark and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the jazz 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Adolescents,
Index,
The Happenings,
Agent Orange,
Aaron Thompson,
Eddi Front,
The Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Sherman,
Brass Construction,
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiohead,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Michelle Simonal,
Basic Channel,
Second Layer,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
the Normal,
Ice-T,
Dual Sessions,
Wally Richardson,
Sun Ra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pantaleimon,
Althea and Donna,
Mad Mike,
June Days,
Sixth Finger,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
Nik Kershaw,
Yaz,
Todd Terry,
Sight & Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Fat Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Archie Shepp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Make Up,
Wire,
David McCallum,
Steve Hackett,
Severed Heads,
EPMD,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.