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 Denmark and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the dance 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
EPMD,
The American Breed,
Mars,
Duran Duran,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Rundgren,
Scratch Acid,
Sound Behaviour,
New York Dolls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Selecter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joensuu 1685,
Maleditus Sound,
Wally Richardson,
The Fuzztones,
Simply Red,
Roger Hodgson,
Model 500,
Heaven 17,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Young Marble Giants,
The Kinks,
The Gories,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Mills,
Soulsonic Force,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glenn Branca,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flash Fearless,
Cameo,
Archie Shepp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Modern Lovers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Walker Brothers,
The Associates,
Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
AZ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Faust,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
The Tremeloes,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cure,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
Masters at Work,
Moby Grape,
Liliput,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.