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 Poland and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Silicon Teens to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Sight & Sound,
Anakelly,
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw,
Rites of Spring,
Unwound,
Pere Ubu,
Easy Going,
Yellowson,
Pole,
The Trojans,
Technova,
The Fuzztones,
The Moody Blues,
The Young Rascals,
Roy Ayers,
DNA,
The Associates,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ornette Coleman,
Barry Ungar,
UT,
Section 25,
Silicon Teens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agitation Free,
Ten City,
Motorama,
The Buckinghams,
David McCallum,
Gregory Isaacs,
Massinfluence,
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
The Human League,
John Lydon,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Symarip,
Unrelated Segments,
Mr. Review,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stetsasonic,
The Grass Roots,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
Colin Newman,
Los Fastidios,
Toni Rubio,
Main Source,
The Skatalites,
Blossom Toes,
The Gun Club,
Desert Stars,
Eden Ahbez,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.