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 Bulgaria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 The Electric Prunes to the punk 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
X-102,
Darondo,
Bobby Womack,
Nas,
Minutemen,
The Leaves,
Jawbox,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Lyres,
Piero Umiliani,
X-101,
The Moleskins,
Wire,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
T. Rex,
Nik Kershaw,
Basic Channel,
Freddie Wadling,
the Association,
Parry Music,
Symarip,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Subhumans,
Michelle Simonal,
Trumans Water,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Swell Maps,
Toni Rubio,
The Grass Roots,
Sex Pistols,
Camouflage,
Heaven 17,
Soulsonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Das Ding,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rites of Spring,
Crooked Eye,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fortunes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Y Pants,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.