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 Korea North and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Magma to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Country Teasers,
Sparks,
Ronnie Foster,
Danielle Patucci,
Maleditus Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Livin' Joy,
Juan Atkins,
The Fall,
Qualms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nick Fraelich,
Erykah Badu,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
the Bar-Kays,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jesper Dahlback,
AZ,
The Names,
Public Enemy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
E-Dancer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Halsall,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Donald Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mad Mike,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Aural Exciters,
Arthur Verocai,
David Axelrod,
John Cale,
Technova,
Roxette,
Davy DMX,
Jerry's Kids,
10cc,
Kerrie Biddell,
David Bowie,
The Cure,
the Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
Rufus Thomas,
Skriet,
Slave,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.