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 Australia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Oblivians to the rap 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Niagra,
Urselle,
Ice-T,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Au Pairs,
Radio Birdman,
Yaz,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flipper,
The Misunderstood,
Goldenarms,
Kurtis Blow,
Alphaville,
OOIOO,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kayak,
Tubeway Army,
Ohio Players,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funky Four + One,
Basic Channel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Funkadelic,
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June Days,
KRS-One,
Stereo Dub,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
AZ,
Arcadia,
Theoretical Girls,
The Residents,
Procol Harum,
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
The United States of America,
Joensuu 1685,
Maurizio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronnie Foster,
Sam Rivers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Smoke,
Echospace,
Suburban Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
Swell Maps,
Easy Going,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.