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 Italy and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Gap Band to the techno 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grey Daturas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Audionom,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
The Cramps,
Accadde A,
Gang of Four,
Ronnie Foster,
The Kinks,
X-101,
Electric Prunes,
Roxette,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacob Miller,
The Slits,
Flamin' Groovies,
David Axelrod,
Youth Brigade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Wells,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mantronix,
Scratch Acid,
Isaac Hayes,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Angels of Light,
Lindisfarne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monks,
The Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Amon Düül,
Ornette Coleman,
Arthur Verocai,
Flipper,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
a-ha,
The Blackbyrds,
World's Most,
Khruangbin,
Metal Thangz,
Man Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deadbeat,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
The J.B.'s,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
Joey Negro,
Barrington Levy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.