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 Uruguay and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roxy Music to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Juan Atkins,
Simply Red,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn,
The Divine Comedy,
Khruangbin,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pulsallama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
Arab on Radar,
Gabor Szabo,
The Barracudas,
Icehouse,
Reagan Youth,
FM Einheit,
Index,
The Music Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Hood,
Mark Hollis,
The Standells,
Essential Logic,
Alice Coltrane,
Goldenarms,
Symarip,
Sandy B,
The Smiths,
The Five Americans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moss Icon,
Andrew Hill,
Black Bananas,
Faust,
Malaria!,
Alton Ellis,
John Holt,
The Evens,
Wire,
Can,
Todd Terry,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Halsall,
The New Christs,
Derrick Morgan,
DJ Sneak,
Angry Samoans,
Metal Thangz,
Pussy Galore,
OOIOO,
Monks,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.