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 Cuba and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the rock 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Byron Stingily,
The Wake,
Yellowson,
Robert Wyatt,
Suburban Knight,
Simply Red,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Swans,
La Düsseldorf,
The Evens,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker,
Country Teasers,
Leonard Cohen,
Los Fastidios,
Bob Dylan,
Siglo XX,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scan 7,
John Holt,
Matthew Bourne,
Hashim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
Youth Brigade,
Black Bananas,
New York Dolls,
Supertramp,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fugs,
Sun Ra,
Eurythmics,
Tears for Fears,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maurizio,
The Standells,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Anthony Braxton,
Masters at Work,
the Human League,
X-101,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Niagra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang of Four,
Bill Wells,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wasted Youth,
The Dirtbombs,
Zapp,
The Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Mr. Review,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.