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 Chile and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
These Immortal Souls,
Q65,
The Slits,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Pus,
Warren Ellis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eli Mardock,
Main Source,
The Evens,
The Cramps,
Animal Collective,
Altered Images,
Popol Vuh,
a-ha,
The Selecter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quantec,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Motorama,
Letta Mbulu,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q and Not U,
the Sonics,
New Order,
Lightning Bolt,
Liliput,
Todd Rundgren,
Warsaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visage,
Bill Wells,
R.M.O.,
Deadbeat,
Donald Byrd,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ronan,
Nico,
The Count Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kevin Saunderson,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Prince Buster,
Tom Boy,
Au Pairs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Peter and Kerry,
Absolute Body Control,
Zero Boys,
The Five Americans,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Cale,
Zapp,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.