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 Seychelles and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Gong to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rufus Thomas,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Altered Images,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Inner City,
Babytalk,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Roger Hodgson,
Oneida,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Sherman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sugar Minott,
The Smiths,
Bobby Womack,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bronski Beat,
Shoche,
Essential Logic,
Kas Product,
Japan,
Minny Pops,
Guru Guru,
Deadbeat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
T. Rex,
The Pretty Things,
Bizarre Inc.,
Visage,
Charles Mingus,
Black Pus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
The Offenders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pop Group,
James White and The Blacks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wire,
Thee Headcoats,
the Bar-Kays,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Lucky Dragons,
Piero Umiliani,
The Walker Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tom Boy,
Donny Hathaway,
Accadde A,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.