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 Russia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Terrestrial Tones to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Urselle,
Ludus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Five Americans,
Scrapy,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kayak,
the Swans,
Kenny Larkin,
Deadbeat,
Pere Ubu,
ABC,
The Flesh Eaters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Cybotron,
Ohio Players,
Erykah Badu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mark Hollis,
Albert Ayler,
Technova,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slick Rick,
Marine Girls,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Wyatt,
The Pop Group,
Barbara Tucker,
Skriet,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Raincoats,
Derrick May,
The Zeros,
Blake Baxter,
Cameo,
Blancmange,
Marc Almond,
Brick,
Von Mondo,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cowsills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.