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 Ireland and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 H. Thieme to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Jeff Mills,
Blake Baxter,
Smog,
Sex Pistols,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Yellowson,
Tres Demented,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Duran Duran,
John Coltrane,
Tomorrow,
Lower 48,
The Victims,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
K-Klass,
Subhumans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faust,
Scan 7,
kango's stein massive,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
June of 44,
The Index,
Darondo,
The Last Poets,
Sonic Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shuggie Otis,
The Move,
Altered Images,
Liliput,
The Wake,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Bar-Kays,
Joey Negro,
Camouflage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chrome,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Monks,
Spandau Ballet,
Erykah Badu,
Nirvana,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.