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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Holger Czukay 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 Television Personalities to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Parry Music,
The Evens,
Mark Hollis,
Spoonie Gee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Cluster,
Scratch Acid,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
Flipper,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nas,
The Angels of Light,
Marine Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Slave,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
Negative Approach,
Fluxion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aswad,
Loose Ends,
Groovy Waters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Metal Thangz,
Massinfluence,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül II,
The United States of America,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tommy Roe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Flag,
the Slits,
Joe Finger,
Kerri Chandler,
Yaz,
The Saints,
Marcia Griffiths,
Monolake,
Henry Cow,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul II Soul,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Soft Cell,
Donny Hathaway,
The Count Five,
Eddi Front,
H. Thieme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.