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 India and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cure to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
David McCallum,
Gastr Del Sol,
KRS-One,
Althea and Donna,
New York Dolls,
Section 25,
Nirvana,
Sun Ra,
Sparks,
Drexciya,
Visage,
Zapp,
Rotary Connection,
Slave,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxette,
Morten Harket,
Jeff Mills,
The Divine Comedy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Parry Music,
Dead Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
Ohio Players,
The Barracudas,
Ornette Coleman,
Todd Rundgren,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blossom Toes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
X-Ray Spex,
Scan 7,
Quantec,
The Pop Group,
Ituana,
Lyres,
Davy DMX,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bill Near,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Fraelich,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Starr,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Andrew Hill,
CMW,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Associates,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.