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 St Kitts & Nevis 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Bizarre Inc.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
the Germs,
Funky Four + One,
Public Enemy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
L. Decosne,
Jeff Mills,
Bluetip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alison Limerick,
Sight & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thee Headcoats,
10cc,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neu!,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Susan Cadogan,
CMW,
The Human League,
Porter Ricks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eden Ahbez,
Soft Cell,
Quadrant,
Royal Trux,
Icehouse,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yaz,
Stiv Bators,
Visage,
The New Christs,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
Piero Umiliani,
Eli Mardock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
David McCallum,
Aloha Tigers,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Selecter,
Terry Callier,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy Collins,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
DJ Sneak,
Tears for Fears,
Darondo,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.