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 Djibouti and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deadbeat to the dance 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Duran Duran,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roxette,
The Slackers,
Public Enemy,
The Wake,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Terry Callier,
Scientists,
ABC,
Tears for Fears,
Khruangbin,
Audionom,
Bauhaus,
Albert Ayler,
Amazonics,
Ronan,
Talk Talk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roxy Music,
Rosa Yemen,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers,
Scion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Infiniti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blancmange,
Pylon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare,
Marine Girls,
Brass Construction,
Deepchord,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
The Mojo Men,
David McCallum,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harmonia,
Dark Day,
Kas Product,
The Real Kids,
Wasted Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Juan Atkins,
Average White Band,
Von Mondo,
The Martian,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
World's Most,
Siglo XX,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.