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 Croatia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Joyce Sims to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
Audionom,
Scientists,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Machine,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
Slick Rick,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
Panda Bear,
The Smiths,
Donny Hathaway,
Arcadia,
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
Nils Olav,
Piero Umiliani,
Guru Guru,
Half Japanese,
Deakin,
Ice-T,
Essential Logic,
Pussy Galore,
Mandrill,
Cluster,
Jacob Miller,
A Certain Ratio,
FM Einheit,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
Dead Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liliput,
The Seeds,
Althea and Donna,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Swans,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dead C,
D'Angelo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Henry Cow,
Minutemen,
F. McDonald,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
New Order,
Toni Rubio,
Glenn Branca,
OOIOO,
Swans,
John Holt,
Stockholm Monsters,
Country Teasers,
Prince Buster,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.