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 Mauritius and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Boogie Down Productions to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Funky Four + One,
Don Cherry,
Fatback Band,
Delta 5,
AZ,
the Normal,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doors,
Albert Ayler,
Faust,
The Barracudas,
In Retrospect,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magazine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeff Mills,
The Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
Pierre Henry,
Animal Collective,
OOIOO,
Mandrill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Josef K,
Hot Snakes,
Nas,
Sällskapet,
Anthony Braxton,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
Von Mondo,
Duran Duran,
Gong,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
Television Personalities,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Juan Atkins,
Y Pants,
Peter & Gordon,
Joy Division,
Whodini,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deakin,
The Cramps,
kango's stein massive,
Dennis Brown,
Fugazi,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joensuu 1685,
Skriet,
Brothers Johnson,
L. Decosne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nico,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.