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 Israel and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 rap 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Flipper,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
Porter Ricks,
the Swans,
Howard Jones,
X-101,
Swell Maps,
Harry Pussy,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Surgeon,
Country Teasers,
Agent Orange,
New Age Steppers,
Alphaville,
The Evens,
Yusef Lateef,
Anthony Braxton,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Half Japanese,
Groovy Waters,
Buzzcocks,
Gong,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arcadia,
Rapeman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blake Baxter,
Television Personalities,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Parrish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
The Buckinghams,
Kerrie Biddell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Archie Shepp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Suicide,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ten City,
The United States of America,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Bowie,
Das Ding,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker,
Public Enemy,
Spandau Ballet,
Simply Red,
Slick Rick,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.