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 Niger and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 David Bowie 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 Saccharine Trust to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Duran Duran,
Henry Cow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
Japan,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Wells,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
MDC,
Fela Kuti,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doobie Brothers,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
James White and The Blacks,
The Music Machine,
Jeff Mills,
The Modern Lovers,
Main Source,
Josef K,
Youth Brigade,
Audionom,
Accadde A,
The Beau Brummels,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Agitation Free,
Charles Mingus,
Minor Threat,
Thee Headcoats,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Barracudas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
B.T. Express,
The Golliwogs,
Agent Orange,
Arab on Radar,
Monolake,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New York Dolls,
Q65,
Sparks,
Kurtis Blow,
Bad Manners,
Anakelly,
Das Ding,
ABC,
Radiohead,
The Knickerbockers,
Clear Light,
Amon Düül II,
Black Pus,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.