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 Latvia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Scratch Acid to the funk 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Rotary Connection,
Lucky Dragons,
Dennis Brown,
John Foxx,
Make Up,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sam Rivers,
Ludus,
The Barracudas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
F. McDonald,
The Star Department,
Symarip,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Eve St. Jones,
New York Dolls,
Sonic Youth,
Basic Channel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Moody Blues,
X-102,
Panda Bear,
Accadde A,
Technova,
Derrick May,
D'Angelo,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Archie Shepp,
Terry Callier,
Clear Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Echospace,
Morten Harket,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Hood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slick Rick,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
Faust,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Livin' Joy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The United States of America,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
The Beau Brummels,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Associates,
Ossler,
Shoche,
Fad Gadget,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.