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 Somalia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lyres,
Scrapy,
Skaos,
The J.B.'s,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Judy Mowatt,
June Days,
Guru Guru,
Barbara Tucker,
Ice-T,
Gong,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Slits,
Gang Starr,
Goldenarms,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
Byron Stingily,
Tom Boy,
L. Decosne,
Buzzcocks,
Thompson Twins,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Womack,
The Skatalites,
Inner City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amon Düül,
Q65,
UT,
The Fuzztones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rod Modell,
Arab on Radar,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick May,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Television Personalities,
Animal Collective,
Alison Limerick,
Glenn Branca,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Unrelated Segments,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roxy Music,
The Remains,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blues Magoos,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kaleidoscope,
Basic Channel,
Thee Headcoats,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.