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 Sierra Leone and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 DJ Style to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Section 25,
Rufus Thomas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DJ Style,
Robert Wyatt,
Index,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
Swell Maps,
Lindisfarne,
Average White Band,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bill Near,
Joe Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crime,
The Sonics,
The Standells,
The Human League,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Infiniti,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Flag,
Pole,
Gang of Four,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cymande,
Eddi Front,
H. Thieme,
Eric Copeland,
Freddie Wadling,
Television,
Lungfish,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dual Sessions,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Glenn Branca,
Monolake,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.