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 Georgia and from Shanghai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fall to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Theoretical Girls,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amazonics,
Angry Samoans,
Franke,
Scientists,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young,
Gang of Four,
John Cale,
Reuben Wilson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Audionom,
Brick,
Johnny Clarke,
Loose Ends,
Ituana,
The Neon Judgement,
Barbara Tucker,
John Coltrane,
Wolf Eyes,
The Blues Magoos,
Danielle Patucci,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mark Hollis,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
Anakelly,
The Offenders,
the Germs,
Bill Near,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Public Image Ltd.,
Delon & Dalcan,
UT,
The New Christs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kerri Chandler,
Pole,
Soul II Soul,
Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Misunderstood,
The Searchers,
Swans,
Guru Guru,
Cal Tjader,
Cecil Taylor,
Nils Olav,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cramps,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dawn Penn,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.