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 Senegal and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Angels of Light to the dance 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
The Happenings,
The Mojo Men,
Nik Kershaw,
Brick,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thompson Twins,
Erykah Badu,
Janne Schatter,
Joey Negro,
Lakeside,
Flash Fearless,
Organ,
The Gladiators,
The Dave Clark Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Five Americans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Young Marble Giants,
Pierre Henry,
Sun City Girls,
D'Angelo,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boredoms,
Talk Talk,
Harmonia,
The Young Rascals,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Motions,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Model 500,
Dawn Penn,
Massinfluence,
Pussy Galore,
Leonard Cohen,
Jimmy McGriff,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Soft Cell,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
Monolake,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anakelly,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joy Division,
Rekid,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mr. Review,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marmalade,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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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.