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 Namibia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 K-Klass to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brand Nubian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Saints,
Section 25,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeff Lynne,
Connie Case,
Panda Bear,
Duran Duran,
Laurel Aitken,
Q and Not U,
Judy Mowatt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vladislav Delay,
This Heat,
L. Decosne,
The Toasters,
Eve St. Jones,
Alton Ellis,
Jacob Miller,
Drexciya,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
Gang Starr,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gun Club,
Rapeman,
David McCallum,
Smog,
Motorama,
World's Most,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hashim,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The United States of America,
Buzzcocks,
Neil Young,
Das Ding,
Heaven 17,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stetsasonic,
Bluetip,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Negative Approach,
Unwound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.