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 Syria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 Maurizio to the rap 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Half Japanese,
Fatback Band,
Joe Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Marine Girls,
Vainqueur,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Au Pairs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lightning Bolt,
Outsiders,
World's Most,
Flash Fearless,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New York Dolls,
Lower 48,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers,
The Standells,
Slave,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Albert Ayler,
Yaz,
Boredoms,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Duran Duran,
The Residents,
Agitation Free,
The Doobie Brothers,
FM Einheit,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
Pierre Henry,
Nils Olav,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Josef K,
Derrick Morgan,
Eden Ahbez,
Y Pants,
John Holt,
Black Moon,
Fugazi,
Model 500,
Arthur Verocai,
Grey Daturas,
a-ha,
This Heat,
The Techniques,
Carl Craig,
Todd Rundgren,
Maurizio,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Andrew Hill,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.