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 Dominica and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Leonard Cohen to the rock 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 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?
Accadde A,
Arthur Verocai,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marmalade,
Reuben Wilson,
Godley & Creme,
Au Pairs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David Axelrod,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mantronix,
Bill Wells,
The Durutti Column,
Amazonics,
The Cure,
Grey Daturas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang On A Can,
Blossom Toes,
The Count Five,
Deadbeat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Freddie Wadling,
Spandau Ballet,
The Barracudas,
Tim Buckley,
Radio Birdman,
Hardrive,
Black Moon,
The Moleskins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
James White and The Blacks,
David McCallum,
Cybotron,
Funkadelic,
Eve St. Jones,
Supertramp,
Steve Hackett,
Al Stewart,
The Residents,
Scientists,
Severed Heads,
Quantec,
MDC,
Suicide,
The Golliwogs,
Mr. Review,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ponytail,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bush Tetras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.