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 Togo and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ken Boothe to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-101,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mission of Burma,
Au Pairs,
Harmonia,
the Bar-Kays,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nils Olav,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lakeside,
The Last Poets,
Eden Ahbez,
Grauzone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light,
Brand Nubian,
Barrington Levy,
John Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monks,
New Order,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nico,
Todd Terry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Schoolly D,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
The Mojo Men,
Soul II Soul,
The Dirtbombs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moss Icon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Los Fastidios,
Yazoo,
Bob Dylan,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Porter Ricks,
The Birthday Party,
Barclay James Harvest,
Niagra,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
Iggy Pop,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.