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 Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Stereo Dub,
Pole,
Technova,
Steve Hackett,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Connie Case,
Camberwell Now,
Crime,
Matthew Bourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Erykah Badu,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Leaves,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vainqueur,
Jawbox,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
The Invisible,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang of Four,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Al Stewart,
The Real Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faraquet,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Davy DMX,
Moebius,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joy Division,
Yaz,
Rites of Spring,
Das Ding,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
The Velvet Underground,
T. Rex,
FM Einheit,
Brothers Johnson,
The United States of America,
The Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
Judy Mowatt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amazonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Jeff Mills,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.