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 Kazakhstan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aswad to the grime 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blues Magoos,
The United States of America,
Dual Sessions,
Kas Product,
kango's stein massive,
Essential Logic,
Boredoms,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
48th St. Collective,
Nico,
Icehouse,
DJ Sneak,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lightning Bolt,
Organ,
Underground Resistance,
Moebius,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Marc Almond,
Porter Ricks,
Technova,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Neon Judgement,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Human League,
Japan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound,
Hoover,
Reuben Wilson,
Derrick Morgan,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerri Chandler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Althea and Donna,
Robert Hood,
Camouflage,
Cluster,
Subhumans,
The Dead C,
Joy Division,
the Swans,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.