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 Vanuatu and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Robert Palmer 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 Dawn Penn to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
Erykah Badu,
Minny Pops,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harpers Bizarre,
Agent Orange,
The Fugs,
Monolake,
Lindisfarne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
This Heat,
Carl Craig,
Avey Tare,
Ludus,
Brick,
Aural Exciters,
Pantytec,
The Human League,
Oneida,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Bananas,
Chris & Cosey,
Joe Finger,
Althea and Donna,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sparks,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Essential Logic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crooked Eye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
Gang Gang Dance,
Babytalk,
Howard Jones,
Procol Harum,
Maurizio,
Glenn Branca,
The Dirtbombs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joey Negro,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.