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 Switzerland and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Robert Palmer 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 Mad Mike to the rap 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mo-Dettes,
Pere Ubu,
Warren Ellis,
Cal Tjader,
the Slits,
Smog,
JFA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Hill,
The Barracudas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Negative Approach,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ludus,
Angry Samoans,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
Hot Snakes,
Ituana,
Joy Division,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
Crooked Eye,
Hashim,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yusef Lateef,
Camberwell Now,
James White and The Blacks,
Grey Daturas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gap Band,
Donald Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Main Source,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
Fugazi,
Ice-T,
Leonard Cohen,
Vladislav Delay,
Liliput,
Hoover,
Organ,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Alarm Clocks,
CMW,
Faust,
The Walker Brothers,
The Wake,
Swans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
E-Dancer,
Cameo,
Skarface,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.