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 Japan and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Franke to the disco 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
Slick Rick,
Monolake,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terry Callier,
Altered Images,
Reagan Youth,
Gong,
Bang On A Can,
48th St. Collective,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alice Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cal Tjader,
Ronan,
X-Ray Spex,
Deepchord,
Nas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zero Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
Adolescents,
Johnny Osbourne,
Urselle,
Scientists,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dark Day,
Black Pus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
PIL,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Severed Heads,
Crooked Eye,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Prince Buster,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Angry Samoans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
Rites of Spring,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kenny Larkin,
Albert Ayler,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Görl,
Japan,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.