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 Honduras and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Infiniti to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW 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?
The Move,
Tubeway Army,
Prince Buster,
Pylon,
Khruangbin,
Oblivians,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Outsiders,
Gregory Isaacs,
The J.B.'s,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Albert Ayler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sällskapet,
Charles Mingus,
Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Tim Buckley,
Pagans,
Main Source,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Urselle,
Warren Ellis,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Leonard Cohen,
New Order,
Fugazi,
The Black Dice,
Skarface,
Mars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick Morgan,
Fat Boys,
Mark Hollis,
The Buckinghams,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun City Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonic Youth,
Arab on Radar,
Unwound,
Symarip,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jacques Brel,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Dennis Brown,
Radio Birdman,
The American Breed,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.