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 Jordan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Delta 5 to the funk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sound Behaviour,
The Velvet Underground,
The Wake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soft Machine,
The Litter,
Fatback Band,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young,
Grey Daturas,
Arab on Radar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rufus Thomas,
Man Parrish,
Fugazi,
The Saints,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
China Crisis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris Corsano,
Colin Newman,
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Infiniti,
Lakeside,
Grauzone,
Little Man,
Circle Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Model 500,
Rekid,
Byron Stingily,
Shoche,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Sonics,
Minny Pops,
Hasil Adkins,
Quantec,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Make Up,
48th St. Collective,
Moebius,
Unwound,
Minnie Riperton,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.