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 Bhutan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb 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 Howard Jones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Buckinghams,
Suburban Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lindisfarne,
Sandy B,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultravox,
The Last Poets,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Susan Cadogan,
Faust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maurizio,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Mr. Review,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Divine Comedy,
Henry Cow,
Wire,
Shoche,
The Barracudas,
Deepchord,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Make Up,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
Sugar Minott,
Massinfluence,
Flipper,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pulsallama,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Kinks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tears for Fears,
Clear Light,
The Invisible,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Prince Buster,
Dual Sessions,
Delta 5,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
kango's stein massive,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.