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 Romania and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Josef K to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
The Leaves,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Associates,
Black Flag,
The Human League,
Model 500,
Nik Kershaw,
Lower 48,
Davy DMX,
David McCallum,
Morten Harket,
Cheater Slicks,
Mandrill,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Almond,
Smog,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantytec,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ice-T,
China Crisis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terry Callier,
Sixth Finger,
kango's stein massive,
The Music Machine,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Görl,
One Last Wish,
June of 44,
Main Source,
Mo-Dettes,
Joe Smooth,
Scrapy,
Fluxion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Nico,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
Von Mondo,
Jeff Mills,
Icehouse,
Mantronix,
The Pretty Things,
Boz Scaggs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The J.B.'s,
Radiohead,
Whodini,
Barrington Levy,
Skriet,
Black Sheep,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sound Behaviour,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.