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 Burundi and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Delta 5 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Public Enemy,
Depeche Mode,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arcadia,
Babytalk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
The Zeros,
The Associates,
Max Romeo,
Trumans Water,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
D'Angelo,
One Last Wish,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Infiniti,
The Martian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jacob Miller,
The Gladiators,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül,
The Black Dice,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tommy Roe,
L. Decosne,
Qualms,
The Techniques,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bauhaus,
The Red Krayola,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bluetip,
Blake Baxter,
Mantronix,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Standells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rotary Connection,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television,
Cluster,
Sällskapet,
Tom Boy,
Little Man,
Sandy B,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Wyatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Nils Olav,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.