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 Libya and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiohead,
The Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Invisible,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Trojans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bush Tetras,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Quantec,
Amon Düül II,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Black Pus,
Black Bananas,
PIL,
Man Eating Sloth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Archie Shepp,
The Litter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blancmange,
Aswad,
The Sound,
Procol Harum,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Rekid,
H. Thieme,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wasted Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brick,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Coltrane,
The Monochrome Set,
Nirvana,
Susan Cadogan,
Pagans,
Fugazi,
Ronnie Foster,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.