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 Armenia and from Hong Kong.
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 Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Style to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Walker Brothers,
ABC,
Alison Limerick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Niagra,
Q and Not U,
World's Most,
Massinfluence,
Jandek,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
Chris & Cosey,
Rosa Yemen,
June of 44,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wolf Eyes,
Dennis Brown,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Clarke,
Deadbeat,
Eve St. Jones,
Surgeon,
Lyres,
Amon Düül,
Easy Going,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New York Dolls,
Von Mondo,
Joensuu 1685,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
These Immortal Souls,
Harry Pussy,
Cameo,
Suicide,
Con Funk Shun,
kango's stein massive,
Lungfish,
The Gories,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
10cc,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Negative Approach,
Nick Fraelich,
Wire,
Technova,
Ornette Coleman,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.