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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Adolescents,
The Associates,
Kurtis Blow,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brothers Johnson,
Joe Smooth,
Arcadia,
Marvin Gaye,
Trumans Water,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
10cc,
Monks,
the Association,
Accadde A,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
X-102,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Clarke,
Icehouse,
Dave Gahan,
Goldenarms,
Television,
Laurel Aitken,
Derrick May,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The J.B.'s,
Bang On A Can,
Man Parrish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aural Exciters,
Audionom,
Interpol,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Patti Smith,
Black Flag,
DNA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Suicide,
Electric Prunes,
T. Rex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cymande,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
MDC,
Pantytec,
Reagan Youth,
The Slits,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.