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 Zimbabwe and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Johnny Clarke to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
World's Most,
K-Klass,
The Gap Band,
Skriet,
Theoretical Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marine Girls,
The Fugs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Standells,
Jerry's Kids,
Prince Buster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dave Gahan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Almond,
Minor Threat,
The Remains,
The Tremeloes,
Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dennis Brown,
Subhumans,
Radiohead,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Normal,
the Swans,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultra Naté,
Danielle Patucci,
Altered Images,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Moon,
Eurythmics,
Godley & Creme,
Cheater Slicks,
Suicide,
Eve St. Jones,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Terry,
The Cure,
Rakim,
David Axelrod,
Oneida,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rites of Spring,
Qualms,
Judy Mowatt,
Moss Icon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.