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 Ethiopia and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fall to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Yaz,
Crime,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Skatalites,
Pantytec,
Arcadia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nas,
Boz Scaggs,
Simply Red,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
Scan 7,
The Blackbyrds,
Lyres,
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
Yellowson,
New Order,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
Oblivians,
Ohio Players,
Sam Rivers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eddi Front,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
Skaos,
Japan,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick May,
Anakelly,
Khruangbin,
Black Sheep,
Todd Terry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Amazonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Accadde A,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantaleimon,
Radio Birdman,
Tommy Roe,
Pussy Galore,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Christie,
Clear Light,
Maurizio,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.