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 Saudi Arabia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Faraquet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Lakeside,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
Eric Dolphy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donald Byrd,
David McCallum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wire,
The Cowsills,
The Raincoats,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Pole,
JFA,
Carl Craig,
Outsiders,
John Foxx,
Radiohead,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
The American Breed,
Roxette,
Pharoah Sanders,
DNA,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
Bizarre Inc.,
Whodini,
Boz Scaggs,
The Zeros,
The Names,
The Grass Roots,
Interpol,
Tropical Tobacco,
Massinfluence,
Marvin Gaye,
The New Christs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
B.T. Express,
Minor Threat,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Davy DMX,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker,
Grauzone,
New Order,
Harmonia,
Rapeman,
Bootsy Collins,
The Busters,
Chrome,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.