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 Afghanistan and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Joe Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sam Rivers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
Deepchord,
Trumans Water,
Make Up,
R.M.O.,
Subhumans,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
The Searchers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Last Poets,
Das Ding,
Ultra Naté,
Saccharine Trust,
Ohio Players,
MC5,
Amazonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erykah Badu,
The American Breed,
The Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scientists,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
cv313,
Albert Ayler,
Radio Birdman,
D'Angelo,
the Slits,
Mr. Review,
the Association,
Nik Kershaw,
Wire,
Minny Pops,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
Ossler,
Cal Tjader,
Suicide,
Nils Olav,
Nation of Ulysses,
Donald Byrd,
Ronan,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
Josef K,
Surgeon,
Talk Talk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.