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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Television to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mo-Dettes,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
Don Cherry,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gong,
The Last Poets,
China Crisis,
Loose Ends,
This Heat,
T. Rex,
Rhythm & Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Ponytail,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
The Stooges,
The Associates,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick Morgan,
PIL,
Maurizio,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
Ten City,
David Bowie,
the Association,
Eli Mardock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spoonie Gee,
E-Dancer,
Tubeway Army,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
DJ Sneak,
Massinfluence,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacob Miller,
DNA,
Lower 48,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scrapy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Hood,
Stereo Dub,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quando Quango,
X-101,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.