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 Cyprus and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pylon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barrington Levy,
Amazonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Hill,
Second Layer,
The Motions,
Eric Copeland,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Outsiders,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cybotron,
The Grass Roots,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Rundgren,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marvin Gaye,
Ludus,
Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Model 500,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Severed Heads,
Blancmange,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Index,
Youth Brigade,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
Pantaleimon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Guru Guru,
Symarip,
Terry Callier,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joyce Sims,
Faust,
Audionom,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Bananas,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mummies,
Lakeside,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.