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 Costa Rica and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Symarip to the grime 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Red Krayola,
Oblivians,
Johnny Clarke,
Bronski Beat,
Deepchord,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Faust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camouflage,
Absolute Body Control,
Khruangbin,
Iggy Pop,
Carl Craig,
Minor Threat,
Junior Murvin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
Charles Mingus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Sheep,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mojo Men,
Arab on Radar,
Glenn Branca,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
The Fall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grauzone,
AZ,
Blossom Toes,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Make Up,
Liliput,
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
Bauhaus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Style,
X-102,
Au Pairs,
the Swans,
Davy DMX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swell Maps,
Animal Collective,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.