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 Belgium and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Animal Collective to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Essential Logic,
The Selecter,
The Golliwogs,
the Soft Cell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tom Boy,
Theoretical Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Arthur Verocai,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
Moss Icon,
Babytalk,
Gang Green,
Jimmy McGriff,
Audionom,
Buzzcocks,
Barbara Tucker,
The Searchers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Slave,
Pierre Henry,
Minnie Riperton,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalann,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Archie Shepp,
Scrapy,
D'Angelo,
Masters at Work,
Shuggie Otis,
Juan Atkins,
La Düsseldorf,
Vladislav Delay,
Franke,
Sun City Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Unwound,
Johnny Clarke,
John Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
The Mummies,
Scientists,
These Immortal Souls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marmalade,
Alice Coltrane,
Fad Gadget,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.