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 Argentina and from New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scrapy to the grime 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Danielle Patucci,
Q65,
Scion,
Soft Machine,
Animal Collective,
Hashim,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
Aloha Tigers,
The Offenders,
Half Japanese,
The Mummies,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ituana,
Slick Rick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Morten Harket,
Arthur Verocai,
Panda Bear,
Shuggie Otis,
Leonard Cohen,
John Foxx,
The Fire Engines,
Buzzcocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Jesper Dahlback,
Guru Guru,
Fear,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Babytalk,
Brothers Johnson,
John Coltrane,
Scratch Acid,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Mills,
Wings,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Glambeats Corp.,
Country Teasers,
Theoretical Girls,
Sparks,
Inner City,
Interpol,
Ronnie Foster,
Royal Trux,
Rites of Spring,
Bush Tetras,
Kas Product,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick May,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.