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 Zambia and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Y Pants,
Reagan Youth,
The Litter,
Brothers Johnson,
Derrick May,
In Retrospect,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
Sparks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Half Japanese,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cluster,
The Blues Magoos,
The Move,
Idris Muhammad,
Fatback Band,
Quantec,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skarface,
Roxette,
Ultra Naté,
Barrington Levy,
Skriet,
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David McCallum,
10cc,
Reuben Wilson,
Davy DMX,
Mary Jane Girls,
Organ,
Massinfluence,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Starr,
Brass Construction,
kango's stein massive,
Crash Course in Science,
Masters at Work,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker,
Drexciya,
Grey Daturas,
Tubeway Army,
The Golliwogs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aural Exciters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dorothy Ashby,
Franke,
Banda Bassotti,
Grandmaster Flash,
EPMD,
UT,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.