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 Samoa and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Sandy B,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fat Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Bush Tetras,
Rotary Connection,
The Litter,
Drexciya,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
Lucky Dragons,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
Make Up,
Groovy Waters,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Section 25,
The Smoke,
Funky Four + One,
Basic Channel,
David McCallum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kayak,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Buckinghams,
Ronnie Foster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dave Gahan,
Bill Near,
Hoover,
Fela Kuti,
Joy Division,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Copeland,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smiths,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Bauhaus,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fugs,
The Star Department,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
The Golliwogs,
Gabor Szabo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Surgeon,
Bobby Sherman,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.