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 Somalia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boz Scaggs,
Rekid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
Harry Pussy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Franke,
Chris & Cosey,
The Black Dice,
D'Angelo,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gories,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nas,
Robert Hood,
Marmalade,
Amazonics,
Delta 5,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Public Enemy,
Lyres,
Can,
Fela Kuti,
Mission of Burma,
The Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Jacques Brel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Model 500,
Parry Music,
Graham Central Station,
Basic Channel,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
The New Christs,
Lightning Bolt,
The Human League,
Soul Sonic Force,
Essential Logic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultravox,
Cecil Taylor,
Hashim,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
Hardrive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Negative Approach,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Görl,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.