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 Mexico and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Technova 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mark Hollis,
Schoolly D,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Flag,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott Heron,
H. Thieme,
Black Sheep,
Robert Görl,
Lou Christie,
Television Personalities,
Joe Finger,
X-101,
Henry Cow,
June Days,
Rotary Connection,
Archie Shepp,
The Seeds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cecil Taylor,
Ronan,
Groovy Waters,
The Red Krayola,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis,
The Velvet Underground,
Maleditus Sound,
Wings,
Surgeon,
The Sound,
Suicide,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visage,
Television,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deepchord,
Tim Buckley,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Copeland,
Q65,
Bizarre Inc.,
Isaac Hayes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.