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 Guyana and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Charles Mingus,
Ituana,
The Searchers,
Boredoms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sandy B,
DJ Sneak,
a-ha,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
The Cure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dark Day,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Absolute Body Control,
Wally Richardson,
Grey Daturas,
The Remains,
A Certain Ratio,
Buzzcocks,
Bill Near,
Scion,
Bob Dylan,
Derrick Morgan,
John Foxx,
Scratch Acid,
Gichy Dan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skaos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Pus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Invisible,
Interpol,
Stereo Dub,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tommy Roe,
Subhumans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eddi Front,
Youth Brigade,
DNA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
The Techniques,
Fear,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Maurizio,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Susan Cadogan,
Simply Red,
The Music Machine,
X-102,
Warsaw,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.