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 Albania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Gil Scott Heron to the grunge 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Moody Blues,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kerri Chandler,
Wolf Eyes,
Quadrant,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
New Order,
Sam Rivers,
Loose Ends,
Sight & Sound,
Flipper,
Zero Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Stooges,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Coltrane,
Main Source,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
Sound Behaviour,
The Zeros,
Glenn Branca,
The Happenings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hashim,
Darondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Durutti Column,
Minny Pops,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Intrusion,
The Cure,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deadbeat,
Dead Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Interpol,
Malaria!,
Moby Grape,
The Sonics,
Brand Nubian,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
David Axelrod,
Skaos,
Moss Icon,
Livin' Joy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.