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 Uruguay and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Eurythmics to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Oblivians,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Ronnie Foster,
David Bowie,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
Unwound,
The Techniques,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barry Ungar,
The Searchers,
Henry Cow,
Cal Tjader,
Qualms,
Mad Mike,
Pantaleimon,
The Sonics,
Essential Logic,
Rites of Spring,
JFA,
Groovy Waters,
Aural Exciters,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mo-Dettes,
Underground Resistance,
Peter & Gordon,
David Axelrod,
Joy Division,
Howard Jones,
Graham Central Station,
Blake Baxter,
T.S.O.L.,
KRS-One,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vainqueur,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moss Icon,
Visage,
Icehouse,
Gong,
Judy Mowatt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Faraquet,
Severed Heads,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeff Lynne,
Subhumans,
Interpol,
Slick Rick,
Godley & Creme,
Ultra Naté,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scion,
H. Thieme,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.