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 Panama and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Black Bananas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Bob Dylan,
Faraquet,
The Red Krayola,
Rekid,
The Vogues,
Subhumans,
Dual Sessions,
Mark Hollis,
Bronski Beat,
Iggy Pop,
John Lydon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marine Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Durutti Column,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gun Club,
Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
Dawn Penn,
Sparks,
John Coltrane,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blues Magoos,
Tres Demented,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jandek,
This Heat,
Ossler,
Lungfish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Martian,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
Maurizio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Monks,
T. Rex,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brothers Johnson,
Camouflage,
Saccharine Trust,
Royal Trux,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
B.T. Express,
The Leaves,
Yaz,
Connie Case,
Reagan Youth,
OOIOO,
Pantaleimon,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.