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 Haiti and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin 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 Ultravox to the disco 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pere Ubu,
Sugar Minott,
Negative Approach,
Excepter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott Heron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Duran Duran,
Faust,
Surgeon,
The Mummies,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drexciya,
Mad Mike,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Isaac Hayes,
Colin Newman,
Minutemen,
Bootsy Collins,
Unwound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brand Nubian,
OOIOO,
The Index,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Sheep,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
Gang Green,
New Order,
Todd Rundgren,
The Names,
The Walker Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soulsonic Force,
Tim Buckley,
Marc Almond,
Minny Pops,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
The Selecter,
Animal Collective,
Bauhaus,
The Fortunes,
Deadbeat,
Cecil Taylor,
Cluster,
Basic Channel,
Barrington Levy,
Index,
Brass Construction,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.