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 Nepal and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Nas to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
MDC,
Wire,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fatback Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
Spandau Ballet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sex Pistols,
In Retrospect,
The Sound,
Glenn Branca,
New York Dolls,
Depeche Mode,
X-101,
Accadde A,
The Fuzztones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soft Machine,
Kas Product,
Gabor Szabo,
PIL,
Monolake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Sheep,
Country Teasers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hasil Adkins,
Eve St. Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
Kurtis Blow,
Marc Almond,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
The Wake,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Certain Ratio,
Absolute Body Control,
Maleditus Sound,
Technova,
Blossom Toes,
John Holt,
Supertramp,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
B.T. Express,
the Human League,
Pantaleimon,
Minnie Riperton,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Alarm Clocks,
Anthony Braxton,
Sällskapet,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.