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 Antigua and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 Ronan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
Anthony Braxton,
Pharoah Sanders,
Talk Talk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Josef K,
Yellowson,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
The Names,
Sixth Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Second Layer,
David McCallum,
Public Enemy,
Roger Hodgson,
Carl Craig,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Tremeloes,
Average White Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rufus Thomas,
Todd Rundgren,
Technova,
Thee Headcoats,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Golliwogs,
Johnny Clarke,
Jacob Miller,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Raincoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
Marcia Griffiths,
This Heat,
Japan,
The Kinks,
Siglo XX,
Ultimate Spinach,
Neil Young,
Severed Heads,
Smog,
Little Man,
Eurythmics,
The Residents,
Ultravox,
Lungfish,
Joensuu 1685,
Schoolly D,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cecil Taylor,
Maurizio,
Bang On A Can,
Steve Hackett,
The New Christs,
The Doors,
Black Flag,
Funkadelic,
Crime,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.