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 Afghanistan and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Gong,
MC5,
The Slits,
Moss Icon,
Young Marble Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
Dave Gahan,
The Techniques,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Au Pairs,
Gabor Szabo,
Tubeway Army,
The Divine Comedy,
Donny Hathaway,
Little Man,
Boz Scaggs,
Neil Young,
X-101,
Barry Ungar,
Minor Threat,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Starr,
Echospace,
The Litter,
Arthur Verocai,
The Doors,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lungfish,
Nirvana,
The Moleskins,
Shoche,
Rosa Yemen,
Groovy Waters,
Mantronix,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nas,
Eden Ahbez,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funkadelic,
New Order,
Gregory Isaacs,
Susan Cadogan,
Mars,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
Dark Day,
Cecil Taylor,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
Pierre Henry,
Barrington Levy,
PIL,
Soulsonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Avey Tare,
K-Klass,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.