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 Bolivia and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fall to the funk 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Hashim,
Graham Central Station,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Pop Group,
Dave Gahan,
Swell Maps,
The Tremeloes,
The Buckinghams,
The Happenings,
Chrome,
The Standells,
10cc,
John Lydon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Dolphy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mantronix,
Wire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maleditus Sound,
Q and Not U,
Sixth Finger,
Mo-Dettes,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moody Blues,
MC5,
The New Christs,
Silicon Teens,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
The Slackers,
LL Cool J,
Public Image Ltd.,
Theoretical Girls,
Skriet,
Howard Jones,
Glenn Branca,
Tomorrow,
Smog,
The Techniques,
Rekid,
The Neon Judgement,
FM Einheit,
Lungfish,
Tommy Roe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Urselle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Toni Rubio,
Sällskapet,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.