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 Mauritania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Lyres,
Bobby Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stetsasonic,
The Five Americans,
Vladislav Delay,
Sällskapet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Steve Hackett,
The Red Krayola,
Ossler,
Warren Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
The Black Dice,
Radiohead,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Music Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Throbbing Gristle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Silicon Teens,
F. McDonald,
Easy Going,
Matthew Bourne,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Agent Orange,
Gang Green,
The Evens,
Average White Band,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Simply Red,
Don Cherry,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Scientists,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flash Fearless,
the Soft Cell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Motorama,
Accadde A,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heaven 17,
Gregory Isaacs,
Little Man,
B.T. Express,
Rotary Connection,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Pylon,
Johnny Osbourne,
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.