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 Serbia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the techno 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare 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 harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Q and Not U,
Outsiders,
Kerri Chandler,
Wolf Eyes,
Erykah Badu,
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
The Slits,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Smiths,
Marine Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hasil Adkins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fall,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Kaleidoscope,
Dawn Penn,
Fatback Band,
The United States of America,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ludus,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Womack,
Pylon,
Oneida,
Goldenarms,
Motorama,
Ice-T,
Grey Daturas,
Section 25,
Althea and Donna,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Agent Orange,
Thompson Twins,
Fat Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Hot Snakes,
Banda Bassotti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Birthday Party,
Can,
The American Breed,
Cybotron,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
Au Pairs,
Deepchord,
John Holt,
Supertramp,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
Fela Kuti,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Doors,
Lower 48,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.