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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 The Star Department to the jazz 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
Maurizio,
the Soft Cell,
Scion,
Minor Threat,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
James White and The Blacks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lower 48,
Deakin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick May,
Unwound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fat Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
The Beau Brummels,
Carl Craig,
Radio Birdman,
Arab on Radar,
Ituana,
Yellowson,
Ronnie Foster,
Morten Harket,
Pantytec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eden Ahbez,
cv313,
Kenny Larkin,
Alton Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maleditus Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Soft Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grauzone,
Isaac Hayes,
Crash Course in Science,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dark Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camberwell Now,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare,
Stereo Dub,
Au Pairs,
Porter Ricks,
The Cowsills,
Mandrill,
Sound Behaviour,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Count Five,
Joy Division,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.