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 Belarus and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lakeside to the punk 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
The Angels of Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yaz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
Eric Copeland,
Judy Mowatt,
Brick,
Susan Cadogan,
Toni Rubio,
Deadbeat,
The New Christs,
Henry Cow,
Pierre Henry,
Cluster,
Jacques Brel,
Technova,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Anakelly,
Jandek,
The Fortunes,
The Raincoats,
Massinfluence,
Intrusion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxette,
The Electric Prunes,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Infiniti,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang On A Can,
the Sonics,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare,
David McCallum,
Mandrill,
Can,
Marine Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Clarke,
EPMD,
Mars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nas,
Goldenarms,
Davy DMX,
The Trojans,
The Leaves,
Eric Dolphy,
Amazonics,
Tears for Fears,
AZ,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.