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 Uganda and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Dual Sessions to the grime 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Harry Pussy,
Niagra,
Theoretical Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
UT,
Minutemen,
U.S. Maple,
Pussy Galore,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Urselle,
Nik Kershaw,
Marvin Gaye,
Rekid,
Derrick May,
Outsiders,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
Glenn Branca,
Mo-Dettes,
FM Einheit,
Arcadia,
The Blackbyrds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tears for Fears,
MC5,
Duran Duran,
Joe Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
Lakeside,
Quantec,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Tremeloes,
Crash Course in Science,
The United States of America,
Fat Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Buckinghams,
Pantytec,
The Fuzztones,
The Zeros,
Average White Band,
Chrome,
Ornette Coleman,
The Offenders,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
Scion,
Sugar Minott,
The Standells,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.