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 Poland and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Talk Talk to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ 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?
Lindisfarne,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Green,
Scott Walker,
the Slits,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
Minutemen,
a-ha,
The Slits,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
Q65,
Altered Images,
The Stooges,
Wally Richardson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Tremeloes,
The Sonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alice Coltrane,
Darondo,
Scion,
The Grass Roots,
Byron Stingily,
the Bar-Kays,
Sight & Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
One Last Wish,
Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Desert Stars,
Archie Shepp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
MDC,
Shuggie Otis,
Liliput,
X-102,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maleditus Sound,
Joy Division,
The Seeds,
The Vogues,
David McCallum,
Rapeman,
Mark Hollis,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacques Brel,
Suicide,
Graham Central Station,
The Durutti Column,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
PIL,
Thee Headcoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Porter Ricks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.