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 Poland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb 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 Nik Kershaw to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jimmy McGriff,
World's Most,
Rekid,
Harmonia,
The Star Department,
Pharoah Sanders,
David McCallum,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy Collins,
DJ Style,
June Days,
Boogie Down Productions,
Slick Rick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Christie,
Audionom,
Youth Brigade,
Glenn Branca,
Alison Limerick,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Smoke,
Gabor Szabo,
Bob Dylan,
Yazoo,
One Last Wish,
The Velvet Underground,
Roxy Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Piero Umiliani,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Black Dice,
These Immortal Souls,
The Grass Roots,
Graham Central Station,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barbara Tucker,
Trumans Water,
MC5,
Man Eating Sloth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rotary Connection,
The New Christs,
Visage,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thompson Twins,
Sex Pistols,
Kas Product,
Interpol,
Siglo XX,
Ossler,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brick,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Monolake,
Aural Exciters,
Intrusion,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.