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 Austria and from Houston.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Victims to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
JFA,
Eli Mardock,
Nation of Ulysses,
T.S.O.L.,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
Bill Wells,
Flipper,
Howard Jones,
Das Ding,
Sällskapet,
David Axelrod,
Carl Craig,
Depeche Mode,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
Soul II Soul,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sight & Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
DJ Style,
Pussy Galore,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Evens,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Los Fastidios,
Henry Cow,
Fugazi,
Kas Product,
John Coltrane,
Pagans,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gichy Dan,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crooked Eye,
Deadbeat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Bananas,
Supertramp,
The Gap Band,
Tres Demented,
Ice-T,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter and Kerry,
Joyce Sims,
Kaleidoscope,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Busters,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Remains,
The Fall,
Jerry Gold Smith,
ABC,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.