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 Tehran.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grey Daturas,
Soft Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Mills,
Metal Thangz,
Toni Rubio,
Con Funk Shun,
Nils Olav,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
JFA,
The Last Poets,
Leonard Cohen,
FM Einheit,
CMW,
Michelle Simonal,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
The Happenings,
Can,
David Bowie,
Boredoms,
cv313,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kurtis Blow,
Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
Brass Construction,
The Monks,
The Move,
Reagan Youth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joy Division,
The Birthday Party,
Wally Richardson,
Scion,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronan,
Brothers Johnson,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Doors,
L. Decosne,
Amazonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
LL Cool J,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jacques Brel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fall,
Mo-Dettes,
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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.