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 Mauritania and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Wasted Youth,
Hashim,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Trumans Water,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
The Index,
The Vogues,
Subhumans,
Agitation Free,
UT,
Barrington Levy,
ABBA,
Minnie Riperton,
The Blackbyrds,
Albert Ayler,
Black Sheep,
Pantytec,
Dead Boys,
Suicide,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
Sam Rivers,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Lungfish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
La Düsseldorf,
Kurtis Blow,
Mark Hollis,
Henry Cow,
The Beau Brummels,
Outsiders,
Todd Terry,
Laurel Aitken,
Pole,
Dave Gahan,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
The Offenders,
Soul II Soul,
Erasure,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barry Ungar,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fuzztones,
Anthony Braxton,
Television,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.