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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mojo Men,
Zapp,
Black Bananas,
The Beau Brummels,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Television,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
Matthew Halsall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monochrome Set,
Camberwell Now,
Johnny Clarke,
The Smiths,
Barry Ungar,
Section 25,
D'Angelo,
Banda Bassotti,
48th St. Collective,
Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
cv313,
Echospace,
Prince Buster,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Qualms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radiohead,
the Normal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
The Selecter,
Nas,
Monolake,
Gil Scott Heron,
E-Dancer,
Darondo,
Alison Limerick,
The Motions,
Yellowson,
Bill Near,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
New York Dolls,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jawbox,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The J.B.'s,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.