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 Turkey and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ludus to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
Faraquet,
PIL,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Todd Terry,
Kerri Chandler,
Kurtis Blow,
Letta Mbulu,
Maleditus Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Whodini,
Nick Fraelich,
Quadrant,
Joe Finger,
The Slackers,
Minor Threat,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Sixth Finger,
Cecil Taylor,
Stockholm Monsters,
Symarip,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sugar Minott,
Alphaville,
Matthew Bourne,
Underground Resistance,
Porter Ricks,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
Swell Maps,
the Normal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ornette Coleman,
Hashim,
Schoolly D,
Harry Pussy,
Marmalade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Style,
Sparks,
Nas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neu!,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dennis Brown,
Intrusion,
Minny Pops,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scrapy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.