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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Average White Band to the dance 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Banda Bassotti,
Drive Like Jehu,
Johnny Clarke,
Angry Samoans,
The Shadows of Knight,
David Axelrod,
E-Dancer,
Skaos,
Laurel Aitken,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Letta Mbulu,
The Leaves,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Franke,
Zero Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun City Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Thee Headcoats,
The Techniques,
Black Pus,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
The Mummies,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Duran Duran,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Vogues,
DJ Sneak,
Idris Muhammad,
Don Cherry,
Alton Ellis,
Hoover,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
Nick Fraelich,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barclay James Harvest,
Second Layer,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Christie,
D'Angelo,
Marc Almond,
June Days,
Severed Heads,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Silicon Teens,
Pharoah Sanders,
Leonard Cohen,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.