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 Beijing.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Sonic Youth,
Panda Bear,
Warren Ellis,
Pulsallama,
Underground Resistance,
Thompson Twins,
Vladislav Delay,
L. Decosne,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
Rotary Connection,
Scrapy,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Bar-Kays,
Reuben Wilson,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Certain Ratio,
FM Einheit,
Tom Boy,
Agent Orange,
Spoonie Gee,
Fort Wilson Riot,
H. Thieme,
Cameo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Pere Ubu,
Susan Cadogan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Accadde A,
10cc,
Cheater Slicks,
Little Man,
The Saints,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Near,
Fear,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Visage,
Eve St. Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
Stetsasonic,
Q and Not U,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
JFA,
Brass Construction,
The Martian,
Clear Light,
China Crisis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Malaria!,
DJ Style,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.