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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Offenders to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Human League,
Zero Boys,
China Crisis,
Rod Modell,
The Angels of Light,
Wire,
Robert Görl,
Simply Red,
Youth Brigade,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
Spandau Ballet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Iggy Pop,
Prince Buster,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marshall Jefferson,
Subhumans,
Matthew Bourne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Hood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lungfish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Grey Daturas,
Bill Wells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erykah Badu,
Underground Resistance,
The Trojans,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thee Headcoats,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Techniques,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Flesh Eaters,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.