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 Macedonia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the grunge 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Henry Cow,
Zapp,
Bobby Womack,
The Saints,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
The Selecter,
Model 500,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
Scientists,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Germs,
The Blackbyrds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Colin Newman,
Mars,
Pagans,
Can,
Zero Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Supertramp,
Warren Ellis,
Simply Red,
Laurel Aitken,
The Five Americans,
Lower 48,
James White and The Blacks,
Charles Mingus,
June of 44,
Dave Gahan,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vainqueur,
Interpol,
The Fortunes,
The Toasters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fela Kuti,
Don Cherry,
Aswad,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cecil Taylor,
Section 25,
Deakin,
The Wake,
Gang Green,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Underground Resistance,
The Real Kids,
John Coltrane,
Nirvana,
Procol Harum,
Lalann,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.