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 China and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
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 güiro 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Radiohead,
F. McDonald,
Magazine,
Visage,
Unwound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Electric Prunes,
Qualms,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
Quantec,
The Litter,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed,
Trumans Water,
Erasure,
Scott Walker,
Bang On A Can,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
Guru Guru,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Sherman,
Al Stewart,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Inner City,
Avey Tare,
The Blackbyrds,
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Sister Nancy,
Adolescents,
The Tremeloes,
Tom Boy,
Roxy Music,
Roy Ayers,
AZ,
Anthony Braxton,
Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
The J.B.'s,
Man Parrish,
T. Rex,
The New Christs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Panda Bear,
Shoche,
Johnny Clarke,
Cymande,
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skarface,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Ronan,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.