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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Nico,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cal Tjader,
Bronski Beat,
KRS-One,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Görl,
Angry Samoans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Agitation Free,
Eden Ahbez,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
Spandau Ballet,
Joyce Sims,
La Düsseldorf,
The Young Rascals,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anakelly,
Dual Sessions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ituana,
Khruangbin,
Thee Headcoats,
Isaac Hayes,
Ice-T,
Hardrive,
Rufus Thomas,
Nils Olav,
Suicide,
X-Ray Spex,
Heaven 17,
Scratch Acid,
Peter & Gordon,
Joey Negro,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gun Club,
The Happenings,
Zapp,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Boredoms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Essential Logic,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Sheep,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Halsall,
Henry Cow,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bang On A Can,
the Sonics,
James White and The Blacks,
The Pop Group,
ABC,
Wire,
The Mojo Men,
Motorama,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.