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 Algeria 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Ludus to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Colin Newman,
Cybotron,
Dark Day,
Fluxion,
Bobby Womack,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
The Trojans,
Brick,
The Selecter,
OOIOO,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster,
John Lydon,
Donny Hathaway,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Suburban Knight,
Panda Bear,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Flag,
Camberwell Now,
Johnny Clarke,
Scrapy,
Quadrant,
Nation of Ulysses,
Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Music Machine,
Minny Pops,
Ken Boothe,
The Slits,
Saccharine Trust,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
Hashim,
The Raincoats,
Scan 7,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nico,
Infiniti,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sonics,
Tres Demented,
Absolute Body Control,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Slackers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
New Order,
Yellowson,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Tubeway Army,
10cc,
Slave,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.