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 Czech Republic and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 New Age Steppers to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantaleimon,
Organ,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
Hasil Adkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stereo Dub,
Alphaville,
Fatback Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
Joey Negro,
the Normal,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
New Age Steppers,
MC5,
DJ Sneak,
The Star Department,
Nils Olav,
Ludus,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Machine,
Camouflage,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lucky Dragons,
Minutemen,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Yusef Lateef,
Glenn Branca,
Theoretical Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Althea and Donna,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David Axelrod,
Motorama,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Holt,
Sight & Sound,
EPMD,
Animal Collective,
The Seeds,
Magazine,
Los Fastidios,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Certain Ratio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.