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 Samoa and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 David Bowie 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 Heaven 17 to the funk 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra,
Fatback Band,
Skaos,
10cc,
Smog,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
Black Moon,
Blake Baxter,
The Tremeloes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
The Black Dice,
Gichy Dan,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Rundgren,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fall,
Basic Channel,
The Selecter,
Thompson Twins,
Scion,
Yaz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Josef K,
Alphaville,
UT,
X-102,
the Bar-Kays,
the Human League,
Agent Orange,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fluxion,
Gastr Del Sol,
Letta Mbulu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Todd Terry,
Slave,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Maurizio,
The Techniques,
Wolf Eyes,
Bob Dylan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The New Christs,
Drexciya,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Zapp,
Royal Trux,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
The Seeds,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.