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 Canada and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Malaria! to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Rod Modell,
Black Moon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Livin' Joy,
The Smoke,
Blake Baxter,
Anthony Braxton,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Soulsonic Force,
Visage,
Urselle,
Peter & Gordon,
X-102,
Fat Boys,
ABBA,
Sam Rivers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Bowie,
Joe Smooth,
The New Christs,
The Slackers,
Liliput,
Idris Muhammad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
Jimmy McGriff,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultravox,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
Model 500,
The Red Krayola,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
Stiv Bators,
Harmonia,
Brick,
Oblivians,
Subhumans,
Michelle Simonal,
Marvin Gaye,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacques Brel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.