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 Somalia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neu! to the rap 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Camouflage,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dave Gahan,
Agent Orange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Negative Approach,
Thompson Twins,
Accadde A,
Public Enemy,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Q65,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barbara Tucker,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Style,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins,
Skarface,
The J.B.'s,
Can,
World's Most,
Wire,
Soft Machine,
Radio Birdman,
Motorama,
MC5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
Hot Snakes,
Unwound,
The Slits,
Hashim,
Sight & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anakelly,
The Smoke,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Swell Maps,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dawn Penn,
The Velvet Underground,
The Martian,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Simply Red,
Smog,
Amon Düül II,
Desert Stars,
B.T. Express,
Joe Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris Corsano,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.