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 Dominica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joy Division to the electroclash 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vladislav Delay,
Siglo XX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Curtis Mayfield,
Hashim,
Cheater Slicks,
The United States of America,
Juan Atkins,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Style,
Smog,
Skarface,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scott Walker,
Barry Ungar,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dead C,
The Fall,
Skriet,
Bush Tetras,
Harry Pussy,
Main Source,
Pylon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Beau Brummels,
Frankie Knuckles,
Agitation Free,
Alton Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Altered Images,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faust,
T. Rex,
UT,
OOIOO,
Babytalk,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sister Nancy,
LL Cool J,
Roxette,
Gerry Rafferty,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Buzzcocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cal Tjader,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Talk Talk,
Soft Machine,
E-Dancer,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.