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 Tuvalu and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Mills to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalann,
CMW,
Simply Red,
DNA,
Monks,
Audionom,
cv313,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Zapp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soulsonic Force,
Icehouse,
Jeff Mills,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sex Pistols,
Neil Young,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joe Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funkadelic,
Basic Channel,
X-Ray Spex,
John Cale,
Severed Heads,
The Zeros,
JFA,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
EPMD,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tears for Fears,
The Names,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Symarip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Carl Craig,
Crispy Ambulance,
Au Pairs,
The Young Rascals,
Zero Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker,
Connie Case,
Sarah Menescal,
Howard Jones,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.