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 Liechtenstein and from Mexico City.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Flipper to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
FM Einheit,
Silicon Teens,
Alphaville,
The Fugs,
The Grass Roots,
Janne Schatter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
Easy Going,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crime,
Interpol,
Scan 7,
the Sonics,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
EPMD,
Josef K,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Barracudas,
Prince Buster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Unrelated Segments,
Maurizio,
Cluster,
The Dirtbombs,
The Selecter,
Can,
Metal Thangz,
Unwound,
DNA,
Toni Rubio,
Stereo Dub,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Pole,
Gang Green,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Cecil Taylor,
Animal Collective,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Saints,
Lightning Bolt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Aloha Tigers,
Con Funk Shun,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.