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 Portugal and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 Ajijia Myrayebe 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
DJ Style,
Cal Tjader,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
David McCallum,
Section 25,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
Mantronix,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Silicon Teens,
Average White Band,
Radiohead,
Kurtis Blow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rites of Spring,
The Cure,
Unrelated Segments,
Scion,
Donny Hathaway,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mandrill,
Blancmange,
The Moody Blues,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ponytail,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Motions,
The Saints,
Gastr Del Sol,
Iggy Pop,
Joensuu 1685,
R.M.O.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Skatalites,
The Residents,
The Busters,
Don Cherry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brand Nubian,
Trumans Water,
Roxy Music,
Pantaleimon,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
Donald Byrd,
Bad Manners,
Boredoms,
Marine Girls,
Sällskapet,
Dark Day,
Amon Düül,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hasil Adkins,
The Vogues,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.