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 Angola and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator 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 Joey Negro to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum 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 mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Avey Tare,
The Electric Prunes,
The Star Department,
Spandau Ballet,
Rekid,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Litter,
the Bar-Kays,
Bush Tetras,
Skaos,
Stereo Dub,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radiohead,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bluetip,
Mandrill,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roger Hodgson,
David Axelrod,
the Human League,
Jacob Miller,
The Count Five,
Arab on Radar,
John Lydon,
Talk Talk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells,
Eden Ahbez,
Model 500,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eddi Front,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kurtis Blow,
Intrusion,
The Leaves,
DNA,
Japan,
Minutemen,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
T. Rex,
Public Enemy,
The United States of America,
The Divine Comedy,
Aural Exciters,
The Victims,
Mark Hollis,
Sight & Sound,
OOIOO,
Jawbox,
The Toasters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sunsets and Hearts,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.