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 Tajikistan and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Animal Collective to the grime 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Technova,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun City Girls,
OOIOO,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Main Source,
Malaria!,
E-Dancer,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
Hoover,
Darondo,
The Monks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Organ,
Panda Bear,
Slick Rick,
Grey Daturas,
Archie Shepp,
The Tremeloes,
One Last Wish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Move,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fuzztones,
Matthew Halsall,
The Beau Brummels,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zapp,
Supertramp,
Lower 48,
Rhythm & Sound,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Reuben Wilson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Trumans Water,
Shuggie Otis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bad Manners,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sam Rivers,
Piero Umiliani,
Rotary Connection,
The Names,
MC5,
The Golliwogs,
Massinfluence,
The Sound,
The New Christs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fire Engines,
Fad Gadget,
New Order,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.