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 Spain and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 Blossom Toes 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
F. McDonald,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aswad,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cluster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fuzztones,
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Funky Four + One,
Porter Ricks,
Eli Mardock,
Frankie Knuckles,
KRS-One,
Deadbeat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skaos,
Boredoms,
Thee Headcoats,
Flipper,
The Barracudas,
The Techniques,
Scrapy,
The Residents,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Massinfluence,
Yusef Lateef,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
Minny Pops,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amazonics,
Man Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James White and The Blacks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Darondo,
Mark Hollis,
Patti Smith,
Robert Görl,
Quantec,
Flash Fearless,
Depeche Mode,
Nation of Ulysses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Fat Boys,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.