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 Dominica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Donald Byrd to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
Cameo,
Bang On A Can,
DJ Sneak,
Agitation Free,
Buzzcocks,
Crooked Eye,
Kerrie Biddell,
New York Dolls,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dave Gahan,
The Red Krayola,
The Cure,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warren Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
In Retrospect,
John Coltrane,
Inner City,
the Association,
Roy Ayers,
The Leaves,
Funkadelic,
Black Pus,
Skarface,
Lakeside,
Jeru the Damaja,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sam Rivers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
Jeff Mills,
The Fugs,
R.M.O.,
Essential Logic,
Quadrant,
Sister Nancy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pagans,
Pussy Galore,
New Age Steppers,
Aswad,
OOIOO,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dual Sessions,
Bauhaus,
Mark Hollis,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.