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 Morocco and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the disco 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Standells,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
Iggy Pop,
Sugar Minott,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marcia Griffiths,
ABBA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flash Fearless,
The Red Krayola,
Maurizio,
The Star Department,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slits,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Warren Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soft Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Pussy Galore,
Todd Rundgren,
Barrington Levy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visage,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ludus,
Easy Going,
Circle Jerks,
Wasted Youth,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cecil Taylor,
Harry Pussy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Animal Collective,
Archie Shepp,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Bananas,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Parrish,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Interpol,
Ultra Naté,
Qualms,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.