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 Taiwan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Nile Rodgers 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 AZ to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Gang of Four,
Michelle Simonal,
DJ Style,
K-Klass,
This Heat,
The Remains,
Wolf Eyes,
The Zeros,
Lakeside,
Essential Logic,
Gang Starr,
Slick Rick,
the Human League,
Buzzcocks,
OOIOO,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camouflage,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Easy Going,
Fela Kuti,
The Birthday Party,
Wire,
Parry Music,
Khruangbin,
Japan,
Tubeway Army,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ronnie Foster,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Mills,
Ronan,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
Bush Tetras,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erykah Badu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
CMW,
Rotary Connection,
Black Sheep,
The Red Krayola,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Cell,
Smog,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arab on Radar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Junior Murvin,
Subhumans,
Tom Boy,
Alison Limerick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
Country Teasers,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
Maurizio,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.