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 Sri Lanka and from Spokane.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Underground Resistance to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
the Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul II Soul,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Excepter,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
a-ha,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Normal,
The Fall,
Model 500,
Mr. Review,
Isaac Hayes,
The Electric Prunes,
The Count Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Technova,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül II,
Althea and Donna,
Eli Mardock,
Bluetip,
The Human League,
The Blackbyrds,
Hasil Adkins,
kango's stein massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Bobby Sherman,
Scientists,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pussy Galore,
New York Dolls,
Jeff Mills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Groovy Waters,
Joyce Sims,
The Smiths,
Subhumans,
The American Breed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slick Rick,
The Young Rascals,
The Stooges,
World's Most,
Bob Dylan,
Dark Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerri Chandler,
Quantec,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.