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 Bolivia and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 Alton Ellis to the jazz 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
10cc,
China Crisis,
Surgeon,
Adolescents,
Unwound,
Todd Rundgren,
The Black Dice,
Smog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Normal,
Subhumans,
Andrew Hill,
Depeche Mode,
The Mummies,
Al Stewart,
Reuben Wilson,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Dolphy,
Rites of Spring,
Albert Ayler,
Sixth Finger,
Dual Sessions,
Suburban Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
Hashim,
Panda Bear,
Rod Modell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Second Layer,
The Blackbyrds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scan 7,
Television Personalities,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Livin' Joy,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott Heron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
a-ha,
Toni Rubio,
Wasted Youth,
Skaos,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zero Boys,
The Busters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
Pantaleimon,
Chris & Cosey,
John Holt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boredoms,
Robert Görl,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.