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 Uganda and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Royal Trux to the rap 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
EPMD,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
The Barracudas,
Oblivians,
John Coltrane,
Nas,
Young Marble Giants,
Von Mondo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Johnny Clarke,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ice-T,
Joe Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
the Soft Cell,
Pantytec,
X-Ray Spex,
Rod Modell,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Pulsallama,
Trumans Water,
Supertramp,
The Evens,
Roger Hodgson,
Maurizio,
Josef K,
Cabaret Voltaire,
H. Thieme,
Althea and Donna,
Iggy Pop,
Fela Kuti,
The Beau Brummels,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxy Music,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
Matthew Halsall,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
Audionom,
Quantec,
Rosa Yemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Motions,
Wasted Youth,
Unwound,
Sun City Girls,
Sandy B,
Reagan Youth,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.