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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Black Pus to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Toasters,
Josef K,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Severed Heads,
Swell Maps,
Infiniti,
PIL,
DNA,
The Durutti Column,
Jawbox,
Glambeats Corp.,
Newcleus,
Pole,
The Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
Barrington Levy,
The Mummies,
Nirvana,
Radio Birdman,
The Neon Judgement,
The Tremeloes,
The Mojo Men,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Pop Group,
The Seeds,
June Days,
Quadrant,
Negative Approach,
A Certain Ratio,
Pierre Henry,
David Axelrod,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Soft Cell,
Television,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
Hardrive,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Bar-Kays,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
John Coltrane,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liliput,
Lalann,
The Grass Roots,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.