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 Cameroon and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the funk 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Robert Wyatt,
Desert Stars,
Letta Mbulu,
Faust,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Barracudas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
Idris Muhammad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Procol Harum,
Neu!,
Dennis Brown,
A Certain Ratio,
Joey Negro,
The Searchers,
The Music Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Absolute Body Control,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Livin' Joy,
Hashim,
Panda Bear,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
Eli Mardock,
Susan Cadogan,
Crash Course in Science,
Wings,
Flipper,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swans,
Gabor Szabo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gichy Dan,
Amazonics,
Lakeside,
Zero Boys,
Stetsasonic,
The Toasters,
Parry Music,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Basic Channel,
Q and Not U,
Pussy Galore,
The Misunderstood,
The Saints,
The Dead C,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Symarip,
Erykah Badu,
Interpol,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monks,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.