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 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 Robert Palmer 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 Jandek to the rock 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
Eurythmics,
Derrick Morgan,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Terry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The American Breed,
The Music Machine,
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scratch Acid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stereo Dub,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick May,
Rosa Yemen,
Minor Threat,
the Soft Cell,
The Real Kids,
Lightning Bolt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T. Rex,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Sherman,
Excepter,
Davy DMX,
Shuggie Otis,
Negative Approach,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funkadelic,
Interpol,
Rapeman,
Barry Ungar,
Magazine,
Jerry's Kids,
Mission of Burma,
Procol Harum,
Alice Coltrane,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
Unwound,
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
The Birthday Party,
The Moleskins,
Lou Christie,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Fraelich,
Michelle Simonal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sandy B,
Sister Nancy,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.