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 Russia and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonics 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Selecter,
Colin Newman,
Little Man,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ice-T,
Minutemen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Suicide,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Womack,
EPMD,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rod Modell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moebius,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
Josef K,
Aloha Tigers,
Q65,
Sällskapet,
Fela Kuti,
Wire,
Model 500,
Glenn Branca,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sam Rivers,
Urselle,
Erykah Badu,
Anthony Braxton,
CMW,
Ultra Naté,
Theoretical Girls,
Motorama,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Be Bop Deluxe,
June Days,
Shoche,
Metal Thangz,
Roxy Music,
Soft Cell,
a-ha,
H. Thieme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Youth Brigade,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.