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 Guinea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 David McCallum to the crunk 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ituana,
Cal Tjader,
Rod Modell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Buzzcocks,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Sixth Finger,
Organ,
The Techniques,
Boz Scaggs,
Todd Rundgren,
UT,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick May,
Joe Finger,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soulsonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Popol Vuh,
Mantronix,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
Funkadelic,
Bill Near,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Delta 5,
Bootsy Collins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Red Krayola,
Newcleus,
Robert Görl,
The Cramps,
Minnie Riperton,
Essential Logic,
Altered Images,
Fort Wilson Riot,
OOIOO,
Section 25,
Tears for Fears,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.