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 Togo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Fad Gadget to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Masters at Work,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fluxion,
The Skatalites,
the Soft Cell,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Birthday Party,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hashim,
Kas Product,
Make Up,
Ossler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Kerrie Biddell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fall,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gories,
Organ,
David Bowie,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Eurythmics,
The Misunderstood,
Mandrill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
B.T. Express,
The Five Americans,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
Cecil Taylor,
The Leaves,
Carl Craig,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David McCallum,
The J.B.'s,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Deakin,
Quadrant,
Eli Mardock,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
Fear,
Blossom Toes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Sound,
Minor Threat,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.