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 Grenada and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fela Kuti to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Frankie Knuckles,
U.S. Maple,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
The Golliwogs,
Public Enemy,
The Star Department,
Ultra Naté,
Deepchord,
Basic Channel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tears for Fears,
The Associates,
Yellowson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
Harmonia,
Mantronix,
Jacob Miller,
Siglo XX,
Urselle,
Magazine,
Suicide,
Derrick Morgan,
The Standells,
Eden Ahbez,
Ice-T,
Nik Kershaw,
Technova,
Desert Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Sister Nancy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang of Four,
Symarip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultravox,
Gabor Szabo,
Tomorrow,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Organ,
Piero Umiliani,
Hardrive,
Hashim,
Laurel Aitken,
Lalann,
Bluetip,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ituana,
Barrington Levy,
Ossler,
The Fortunes,
The Real Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.