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 Djibouti and from Lagos.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Drive Like Jehu,
AZ,
Tres Demented,
Animal Collective,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Stooges,
Danielle Patucci,
Mandrill,
Joe Finger,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marine Girls,
Eurythmics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
Talk Talk,
The Music Machine,
PIL,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suicide,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sound,
Easy Going,
Trumans Water,
Barrington Levy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Susan Cadogan,
Oblivians,
Khruangbin,
The Durutti Column,
Michelle Simonal,
The Electric Prunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tomorrow,
Sun City Girls,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Massinfluence,
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Maleditus Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Agent Orange,
Spandau Ballet,
Cameo,
The Residents,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
The Gladiators,
The Fortunes,
DJ Sneak,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.