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 Grenada and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the grunge 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fortunes,
Index,
Piero Umiliani,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
Skarface,
Sarah Menescal,
Sixth Finger,
Monks,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
Iggy Pop,
Donny Hathaway,
Khruangbin,
Blossom Toes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scratch Acid,
Aloha Tigers,
Soul II Soul,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dave Gahan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
EPMD,
Mad Mike,
The Star Department,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Pus,
Television,
David Axelrod,
Rod Modell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Audionom,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Duran Duran,
Accadde A,
Ronan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Heaven 17,
JFA,
Pantytec,
Lucky Dragons,
John Holt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
H. Thieme,
The Toasters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sandy B,
Steve Hackett,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gladiators,
Isaac Hayes,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.