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 Philippines and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pierre Henry to the techno 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker,
Lucky Dragons,
The Star Department,
Soul II Soul,
Lalo Schifrin,
OOIOO,
Agent Orange,
Sound Behaviour,
Hashim,
Mark Hollis,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Ponytail,
Model 500,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Delon & Dalcan,
T. Rex,
Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
10cc,
Joe Smooth,
Matthew Halsall,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tom Boy,
R.M.O.,
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Porter Ricks,
Al Stewart,
Hardrive,
The Index,
Ultra Naté,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Machine,
Albert Ayler,
Darondo,
Harmonia,
Peter and Kerry,
Metal Thangz,
Duran Duran,
Sparks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gun Club,
Robert Wyatt,
Brand Nubian,
Jeff Lynne,
The Durutti Column,
Panda Bear,
Television Personalities,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Connie Case,
The Fugs,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.