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 Laos and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the crunk 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Boogie Down Productions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fugazi,
Make Up,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Livin' Joy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gun Club,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Lynne,
Inner City,
Mo-Dettes,
The Raincoats,
10cc,
Grey Daturas,
Peter & Gordon,
Camouflage,
Sugar Minott,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Durutti Column,
Drexciya,
Hardrive,
Wings,
K-Klass,
Agent Orange,
Donny Hathaway,
Guru Guru,
the Soft Cell,
The Evens,
Procol Harum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joey Negro,
Radiohead,
The Mummies,
The Invisible,
The Slits,
Echospace,
Cymande,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
Charles Mingus,
Todd Terry,
Piero Umiliani,
The Skatalites,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Byrd,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
The Flesh Eaters,
Darondo,
Black Pus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nation of Ulysses,
Easy Going,
X-102,
Stiv Bators,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.