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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Mumbai and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the electroclash 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Tubeway Army,
Supertramp,
Khruangbin,
the Human League,
B.T. Express,
PIL,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tomorrow,
X-102,
John Lydon,
Jawbox,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Angels of Light,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Flag,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Joy Division,
Organ,
Scion,
Alison Limerick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Idris Muhammad,
The Five Americans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
These Immortal Souls,
Cameo,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
Unwound,
Camberwell Now,
Kurtis Blow,
Visage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fortunes,
Terry Callier,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Stooges,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Bourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Man Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Outsiders,
The Tremeloes,
Slick Rick,
Cecil Taylor,
Make Up,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minnie Riperton,
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blackbyrds,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.