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 Cameroon and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the grime 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Jeru the Damaja,
KRS-One,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Mills,
Los Fastidios,
Hashim,
Rod Modell,
Symarip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scrapy,
Pantaleimon,
Ituana,
Howard Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Make Up,
Nirvana,
DNA,
ABBA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Interpol,
Alton Ellis,
Kerri Chandler,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Y Pants,
Cameo,
Basic Channel,
Warren Ellis,
Bobby Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Lou Christie,
The Leaves,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mojo Men,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pagans,
Procol Harum,
Prince Buster,
Minny Pops,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gabor Szabo,
Nas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
OOIOO,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Litter,
the Normal,
Simply Red,
Saccharine Trust,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.