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 Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hashim to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Star Department,
Vainqueur,
The Music Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Bobby Sherman,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Style,
The Gladiators,
The Buckinghams,
The Moleskins,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul II Soul,
The Invisible,
Au Pairs,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Halsall,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
The Slackers,
New Order,
The Saints,
Shuggie Otis,
Jeff Mills,
Marvin Gaye,
Ponytail,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sound,
Goldenarms,
The Gap Band,
Ultravox,
Wally Richardson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare,
The Mojo Men,
Ohio Players,
Throbbing Gristle,
L. Decosne,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Moby Grape,
Suicide,
cv313,
Amon Düül II,
Thompson Twins,
Rosa Yemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Traffic Nightmare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick May,
Drexciya,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sonic Youth,
Harmonia,
Essential Logic,
Jacob Miller,
Ornette Coleman,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.