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 Guyana 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Aloha Tigers to the techno 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Scrapy,
Bang On A Can,
Yellowson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronnie Foster,
Lucky Dragons,
The Index,
Sound Behaviour,
the Normal,
Minor Threat,
Suicide,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Trojans,
Gang Starr,
the Sonics,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
Con Funk Shun,
The Victims,
Nik Kershaw,
Scion,
Sun Ra,
The Misunderstood,
Yusef Lateef,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
kango's stein massive,
Sister Nancy,
Cymande,
Amazonics,
Deadbeat,
Anthony Braxton,
Circle Jerks,
Darondo,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Golliwogs,
Reuben Wilson,
JFA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Leonard Cohen,
Kas Product,
Japan,
Vainqueur,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Angels of Light,
Metal Thangz,
Faraquet,
David McCallum,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.