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 Belgium and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Grey Daturas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Smog,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Byron Stingily,
Vainqueur,
Bad Manners,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Nik Kershaw,
Faust,
Tears for Fears,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Piero Umiliani,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Christie,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun City Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Niagra,
MC5,
Pierre Henry,
Aswad,
The Walker Brothers,
Interpol,
The Modern Lovers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smiths,
Mo-Dettes,
Newcleus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gap Band,
Al Stewart,
Lalann,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül,
Soulsonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Terrestrial Tones,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.