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 Philippines and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 rock 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Nico,
Wire,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hashim,
Angry Samoans,
K-Klass,
Toni Rubio,
Saccharine Trust,
Talk Talk,
Mark Hollis,
Sister Nancy,
Magazine,
the Bar-Kays,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Birthday Party,
Country Teasers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Easy Going,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erykah Badu,
The Cowsills,
Gang Starr,
Rotary Connection,
Donny Hathaway,
Porter Ricks,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlback,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
U.S. Maple,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chris & Cosey,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Organ,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joensuu 1685,
the Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
Donald Byrd,
Flipper,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camouflage,
Con Funk Shun,
Von Mondo,
June Days,
Pylon,
Young Marble Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul II Soul,
Sight & Sound,
Basic Channel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Graham Central Station,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.