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 Portland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Inner City to the dance 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Los Fastidios,
Minutemen,
Godley & Creme,
MC5,
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
Wire,
Y Pants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
Procol Harum,
Adolescents,
Erykah Badu,
E-Dancer,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultra Naté,
T. Rex,
the Human League,
Bobby Byrd,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
Pere Ubu,
Half Japanese,
New Order,
The Real Kids,
Kayak,
Q65,
Deepchord,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zapp,
Man Parrish,
Wings,
Kenny Larkin,
Crash Course in Science,
Q and Not U,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Smooth,
Grauzone,
the Normal,
Harmonia,
Magazine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joe Finger,
Funky Four + One,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roxette,
The Stooges,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Circle Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minor Threat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.