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 Belize and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Michael McDonald 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rock 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radiohead,
Banda Bassotti,
Cluster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Graham Central Station,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
Bob Dylan,
Agent Orange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
the Slits,
Animal Collective,
Scion,
The Dead C,
Accadde A,
Stereo Dub,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blackbyrds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stockholm Monsters,
B.T. Express,
Jerry's Kids,
The Index,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Move,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Niagra,
Jimmy McGriff,
U.S. Maple,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dennis Brown,
MDC,
Procol Harum,
John Foxx,
Marmalade,
Audionom,
Masters at Work,
Ituana,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Busters,
Byron Stingily,
Goldenarms,
the Fania All-Stars,
OOIOO,
The Slackers,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
In Retrospect,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.