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 Spain and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Metal Thangz to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joensuu 1685,
Flash Fearless,
The Trojans,
Silicon Teens,
Bauhaus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television Personalities,
Young Marble Giants,
Kayak,
Scientists,
Ken Boothe,
Skaos,
Talk Talk,
Youth Brigade,
Judy Mowatt,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soulsonic Force,
Absolute Body Control,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wasted Youth,
Sun Ra,
Pulsallama,
Soul Sonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Mantronix,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cybotron,
The Angels of Light,
Sparks,
Isaac Hayes,
Von Mondo,
Radio Birdman,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fortunes,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Can,
Black Pus,
The Selecter,
Quando Quango,
Hasil Adkins,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Associates,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Skatalites,
The Move,
Ohio Players,
Agent Orange,
Ronan,
Bluetip,
John Holt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.