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 Cameroon and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rotary Connection to the rap 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Stiv Bators,
The Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fluxion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
The Fall,
Agitation Free,
Babytalk,
The Blues Magoos,
Livin' Joy,
Basic Channel,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
Nas,
Drexciya,
Aswad,
The Leaves,
David McCallum,
Surgeon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Machine,
Marmalade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Althea and Donna,
Kas Product,
Pierre Henry,
John Foxx,
Moby Grape,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Clarke,
These Immortal Souls,
Underground Resistance,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bill Wells,
The Evens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
Yellowson,
Blake Baxter,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
KRS-One,
Average White Band,
Duran Duran,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rufus Thomas,
The Vogues,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.