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 China and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 LL Cool J to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
In Retrospect,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Panda Bear,
Crooked Eye,
Grauzone,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pantytec,
Duran Duran,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Doors,
Deakin,
Althea and Donna,
Slick Rick,
Glenn Branca,
Eyeless In Gaza,
F. McDonald,
Ohio Players,
Brick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Subhumans,
Mars,
Groovy Waters,
David Bowie,
Freddie Wadling,
The J.B.'s,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fugs,
Dennis Brown,
Youth Brigade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
Radiohead,
Q and Not U,
The Moody Blues,
Delta 5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronan,
Donald Byrd,
EPMD,
Al Stewart,
Sex Pistols,
Jeff Mills,
Metal Thangz,
World's Most,
Motorama,
kango's stein massive,
H. Thieme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Buzzcocks,
The Monks,
Minny Pops,
Jacob Miller,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Sällskapet,
Jandek,
Khruangbin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.