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 United Kingdom and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Henry Cow to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Interpol,
Swans,
Faust,
Roy Ayers,
Jawbox,
Scrapy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Green,
Marine Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
The Toasters,
The Happenings,
The Offenders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mantronix,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
The Seeds,
David McCallum,
Neil Young,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
the Human League,
The Last Poets,
Dead Boys,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Con Funk Shun,
Rotary Connection,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
The Walker Brothers,
Johnny Clarke,
Cluster,
The Red Krayola,
Morten Harket,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Unwound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sam Rivers,
Adolescents,
Moebius,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
World's Most,
John Cale,
Fluxion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.