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 London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Idris Muhammad to the jazz 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Moody Blues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
The Selecter,
LL Cool J,
Tubeway Army,
Harmonia,
Subhumans,
The Cure,
Agent Orange,
Make Up,
Matthew Halsall,
Ituana,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
Vladislav Delay,
Duran Duran,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
Colin Newman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blancmange,
Hardrive,
The Durutti Column,
Tim Buckley,
Flipper,
Pierre Henry,
Delta 5,
Crime,
Sixth Finger,
Monks,
Unwound,
Pulsallama,
The Monks,
Second Layer,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Axelrod,
Desert Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
John Holt,
Warsaw,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Liliput,
X-101,
The Birthday Party,
Cybotron,
Angry Samoans,
China Crisis,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.