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 Angola and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Interpol,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Main Source,
The J.B.'s,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
kango's stein massive,
Angry Samoans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scion,
Magazine,
Arab on Radar,
Pierre Henry,
Con Funk Shun,
Tres Demented,
The Dead C,
The Real Kids,
Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Moebius,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
PIL,
Soul II Soul,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sparks,
Half Japanese,
Royal Trux,
Todd Rundgren,
the Association,
David Axelrod,
Maurizio,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
Mo-Dettes,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Germs,
Letta Mbulu,
Andrew Hill,
The Evens,
Swell Maps,
Alphaville,
Adolescents,
Symarip,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Joey Negro,
Drexciya,
David McCallum,
The Saints,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skarface,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.