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 Romania and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Marvin Gaye to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Angry Samoans,
The New Christs,
In Retrospect,
Sexual Harrassment,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Smog,
Arthur Verocai,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Rites of Spring,
Q and Not U,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Max Romeo,
Althea and Donna,
Alison Limerick,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Seeds,
the Normal,
Metal Thangz,
Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
Ken Boothe,
Kenny Larkin,
DJ Style,
Sound Behaviour,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Invisible,
Babytalk,
The Young Rascals,
Malaria!,
Popol Vuh,
Alphaville,
Jandek,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Sheep,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Count Five,
Boredoms,
Minnie Riperton,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Henry Cow,
Mo-Dettes,
Rapeman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arab on Radar,
Flipper,
Ronan,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.