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 Armenia and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Thee Headcoats,
David Axelrod,
Fat Boys,
The Fugs,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Charles Mingus,
Stetsasonic,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
Youth Brigade,
June Days,
D'Angelo,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
the Bar-Kays,
Josef K,
John Holt,
Fugazi,
Stereo Dub,
Procol Harum,
Joe Smooth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Johnny Osbourne,
Section 25,
Yaz,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter and Kerry,
Jimmy McGriff,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultravox,
The Blackbyrds,
The Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Görl,
Massinfluence,
Agent Orange,
Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
David McCallum,
June of 44,
Bootsy Collins,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Mills,
The Zeros,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
Slick Rick,
Infiniti,
Suicide,
Ten City,
Cal Tjader,
Black Sheep,
Heaven 17,
The Grass Roots,
the Normal,
The Motions,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.