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 Jamaica and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quadrant to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Marc Almond,
The Trojans,
JFA,
Brand Nubian,
Roger Hodgson,
Los Fastidios,
Crispian St. Peters,
Slick Rick,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
Quando Quango,
Soft Machine,
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
KRS-One,
Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Motorama,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Symarip,
Loose Ends,
Man Eating Sloth,
Faraquet,
Agent Orange,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonny Sharrock,
AZ,
Icehouse,
Adolescents,
Technova,
Deadbeat,
Crash Course in Science,
The Divine Comedy,
Qualms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deakin,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
Dave Gahan,
Henry Cow,
Aaron Thompson,
Moebius,
MC5,
David Bowie,
Roxy Music,
Alison Limerick,
Skarface,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Cecil Taylor,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dirtbombs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.