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 Brazil and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 Albert Ayler to the electroclash 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gap Band,
Dennis Brown,
Qualms,
The Gun Club,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul II Soul,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bob Dylan,
Whodini,
Icehouse,
The Seeds,
Kas Product,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
The Evens,
Morten Harket,
Ronnie Foster,
Sparks,
The Grass Roots,
DJ Style,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
Pierre Henry,
Al Stewart,
UT,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Standells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Near,
Quantec,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Los Fastidios,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jacob Miller,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerri Chandler,
The Residents,
Echospace,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sly & The Family Stone,
Darondo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Easy Going,
Underground Resistance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
The Divine Comedy,
Fluxion,
Can,
Procol Harum,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.