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 Germany and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Popol Vuh,
Goldenarms,
Fugazi,
Mark Hollis,
Smog,
Crooked Eye,
The Happenings,
Yusef Lateef,
Motorama,
Adolescents,
The Red Krayola,
Gerry Rafferty,
James White and The Blacks,
The Young Rascals,
Nirvana,
Sonic Youth,
The Skatalites,
Skarface,
Johnny Clarke,
Aloha Tigers,
Maurizio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Inner City,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zero Boys,
Stiv Bators,
The Stooges,
China Crisis,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick Morgan,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobby Byrd,
Lyres,
Frankie Knuckles,
Technova,
Freddie Wadling,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Scion,
Rod Modell,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June of 44,
The Victims,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronnie Foster,
H. Thieme,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Real Kids,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Con Funk Shun,
Crime,
John Cale,
The Zeros,
Marmalade,
Aaron Thompson,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.