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 Dominica and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Christs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Dark Day,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong,
Chris Corsano,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hasil Adkins,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
Porter Ricks,
Ronan,
Faust,
Zero Boys,
R.M.O.,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
Con Funk Shun,
Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Fela Kuti,
Skaos,
Oneida,
Monks,
Little Man,
The Gories,
The Human League,
Connie Case,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
Deepchord,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Cale,
Kerri Chandler,
Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
Alice Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
X-101,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine,
F. McDonald,
Nas,
The Smiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.