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 Haiti and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
OOIOO,
Ponytail,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Style,
Kas Product,
Colin Newman,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
Funky Four + One,
Pole,
The Saints,
The Searchers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nils Olav,
Harmonia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boz Scaggs,
The Velvet Underground,
The Associates,
The Remains,
Hasil Adkins,
Visage,
Swans,
Deepchord,
Kurtis Blow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brand Nubian,
Chris Corsano,
Wally Richardson,
The Skatalites,
F. McDonald,
Boredoms,
Cymande,
Siglo XX,
The Star Department,
The Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jacob Miller,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
Negative Approach,
Fela Kuti,
X-102,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Certain Ratio,
Ornette Coleman,
Q and Not U,
Freddie Wadling,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flash Fearless,
Warren Ellis,
Blossom Toes,
Supertramp,
Aloha Tigers,
LL Cool J,
The Music Machine,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.