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 Romania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Liliput,
Shoche,
World's Most,
Gil Scott Heron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suicide,
Hoover,
Interpol,
Youth Brigade,
Blancmange,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
Brass Construction,
Section 25,
The Selecter,
Little Man,
T. Rex,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sonics,
Blossom Toes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Thompson Twins,
Grey Daturas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
Simply Red,
Peter and Kerry,
Visage,
Skriet,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Danielle Patucci,
Thee Headcoats,
Television,
Underground Resistance,
Nas,
June of 44,
Aloha Tigers,
Donny Hathaway,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sight & Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sällskapet,
Gang Starr,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Byrd,
The Zeros,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donald Byrd,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.