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 Paraguay and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 One Last Wish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
AZ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joe Smooth,
Marine Girls,
Deepchord,
Au Pairs,
Deakin,
Connie Case,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Index,
U.S. Maple,
The Selecter,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Star Department,
Crooked Eye,
Massinfluence,
Nik Kershaw,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
Boz Scaggs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Heaven 17,
Minnie Riperton,
Das Ding,
Juan Atkins,
A Certain Ratio,
Marshall Jefferson,
China Crisis,
Alphaville,
The Monochrome Set,
The Human League,
Robert Wyatt,
Aloha Tigers,
Tears for Fears,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Duran Duran,
The Knickerbockers,
LL Cool J,
Smog,
New Order,
The Black Dice,
Patti Smith,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minutemen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Groovy Waters,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Gang of Four,
Pole,
Urselle,
Banda Bassotti,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.