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 Costa Rica and from Copenhagen.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Circle Jerks to the grunge 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Metal Thangz,
The Golliwogs,
Soulsonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Loose Ends,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Saccharine Trust,
Cameo,
Mars,
Toni Rubio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Electric Prunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Excepter,
48th St. Collective,
Aural Exciters,
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Mantronix,
Andrew Hill,
Grey Daturas,
The Monochrome Set,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Clarke,
Circle Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
F. McDonald,
Subhumans,
The Walker Brothers,
Accadde A,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Infiniti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
The Doors,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
Crime,
Pussy Galore,
The Leaves,
Jeff Mills,
Frankie Knuckles,
Graham Central Station,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sonics,
Supertramp,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Görl,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.