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 Zimbabwe and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Raincoats to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord 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 spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Zero Boys,
Livin' Joy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television Personalities,
Essential Logic,
June Days,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lower 48,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Rapeman,
Joyce Sims,
Hashim,
Pole,
Blancmange,
Skriet,
Technova,
Can,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soft Machine,
Monks,
Joy Division,
K-Klass,
Swell Maps,
The Human League,
Tubeway Army,
Man Eating Sloth,
Traffic Nightmare,
World's Most,
Derrick Morgan,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Althea and Donna,
Stiv Bators,
Don Cherry,
A Certain Ratio,
Morten Harket,
Visage,
The Associates,
Parry Music,
Warren Ellis,
Metal Thangz,
The Techniques,
Saccharine Trust,
Basic Channel,
Janne Schatter,
OOIOO,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Erykah Badu,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
Tres Demented,
Rekid,
Section 25,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.