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 the UAE and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Mantronix to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Marcia Griffiths,
Outsiders,
Khruangbin,
Barrington Levy,
Aaron Thompson,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Remains,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Half Japanese,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlback,
David Bowie,
The Seeds,
Jeff Mills,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
E-Dancer,
Todd Terry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pussy Galore,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scientists,
Jandek,
Cluster,
Bobby Byrd,
Spandau Ballet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
The Moody Blues,
Shuggie Otis,
the Human League,
Ultimate Spinach,
Letta Mbulu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dead Boys,
June Days,
Electric Prunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
Sugar Minott,
Marmalade,
Scratch Acid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bootsy Collins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joensuu 1685,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.