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 Iceland and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Grauzone,
Stiv Bators,
D'Angelo,
Rod Modell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
Matthew Halsall,
Davy DMX,
Slave,
Arab on Radar,
UT,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
June Days,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
Pussy Galore,
It's A Beautiful Day,
H. Thieme,
Colin Newman,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Flipper,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smiths,
The Dead C,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pere Ubu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dawn Penn,
The Index,
Derrick May,
Country Teasers,
The Velvet Underground,
EPMD,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eve St. Jones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Sheep,
Joe Finger,
Television,
Gregory Isaacs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Rekid,
Marine Girls,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
E-Dancer,
Ornette Coleman,
Eddi Front,
Man Eating Sloth,
Main Source,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.