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 Belize and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Frankie Knuckles to the grime 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Siglo XX,
Todd Terry,
The Misunderstood,
Joe Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Blake Baxter,
Grey Daturas,
Lucky Dragons,
Henry Cow,
Theoretical Girls,
Lungfish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Japan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Technova,
Johnny Clarke,
Joensuu 1685,
Tim Buckley,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Royal Trux,
The Mummies,
Porter Ricks,
Talk Talk,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
F. McDonald,
The Fuzztones,
Black Pus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Techniques,
The Martian,
Deepchord,
Grauzone,
Dual Sessions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moby Grape,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlback,
Masters at Work,
Nik Kershaw,
Thompson Twins,
Nirvana,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Invisible,
The Velvet Underground,
Guru Guru,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.