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 Ivory Coast and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Metal Thangz to the rock 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Byrd,
The Saints,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Axelrod,
Main Source,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scientists,
Minnie Riperton,
Connie Case,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nas,
Kayak,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
The Mummies,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joy Division,
Eric Dolphy,
The Stooges,
Crooked Eye,
Parry Music,
Erasure,
Pulsallama,
Adolescents,
The Last Poets,
The United States of America,
Lindisfarne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Johnny Clarke,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
The Kinks,
Flipper,
Qualms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxette,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erykah Badu,
Juan Atkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Siglo XX,
B.T. Express,
Joyce Sims,
The Walker Brothers,
Robert Hood,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moody Blues,
Drexciya,
The Real Kids,
Jacques Brel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.