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 Mongolia and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 EPMD to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Brand Nubian,
Buzzcocks,
Roxy Music,
Animal Collective,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
Television Personalities,
The Human League,
the Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pantytec,
Marc Almond,
DJ Sneak,
Slave,
Clear Light,
Simply Red,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Underground Resistance,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anakelly,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül II,
The Dead C,
Livin' Joy,
David Axelrod,
Dark Day,
U.S. Maple,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
Reuben Wilson,
Faust,
Juan Atkins,
Japan,
Vainqueur,
Faraquet,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pylon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Negative Approach,
Suicide,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sugar Minott,
Young Marble Giants,
The Tremeloes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.