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 Tuvalu and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Tommy Roe to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Barry Ungar,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Style,
Bauhaus,
Theoretical Girls,
Mad Mike,
The Fall,
Electric Prunes,
Lou Christie,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pagans,
The Raincoats,
Newcleus,
Young Marble Giants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
The Velvet Underground,
Crooked Eye,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
The Toasters,
The Barracudas,
Pantytec,
Charles Mingus,
John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Sheep,
Godley & Creme,
Marshall Jefferson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Davy DMX,
The Fire Engines,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dead C,
Radio Birdman,
Gang of Four,
Oneida,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Basic Channel,
The Gap Band,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Frankie Knuckles,
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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.