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 Dominica and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nils Olav to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Ohio Players,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
Buzzcocks,
Charles Mingus,
Arab on Radar,
Sun City Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Kurtis Blow,
Angry Samoans,
The Zeros,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
Alphaville,
Dual Sessions,
The Motions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
Howard Jones,
Nik Kershaw,
a-ha,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Can,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wolf Eyes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Soft Cell,
DNA,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Copeland,
Gastr Del Sol,
Connie Case,
The Moody Blues,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deakin,
The Doors,
Television Personalities,
Lightning Bolt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vainqueur,
Donny Hathaway,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alison Limerick,
A Certain Ratio,
Banda Bassotti,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.