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 Palau and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 EPMD to the disco 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Slits,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül,
Crispy Ambulance,
Masters at Work,
Porter Ricks,
The Standells,
Pulsallama,
Barrington Levy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Trojans,
The Smoke,
The Golliwogs,
Sound Behaviour,
Mo-Dettes,
Motorama,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Procol Harum,
New Age Steppers,
Jawbox,
Minutemen,
Young Marble Giants,
Erasure,
Organ,
Easy Going,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cybotron,
Ultra Naté,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
cv313,
Trumans Water,
Mr. Review,
Loose Ends,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül II,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Green,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Near,
Anakelly,
Joensuu 1685,
Boogie Down Productions,
MC5,
Fear,
Hoover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
Boz Scaggs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Inner City,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.