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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Slackers to the grime 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Matthew Halsall,
Max Romeo,
Organ,
Gastr Del Sol,
A Certain Ratio,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yazoo,
The Raincoats,
David McCallum,
Country Teasers,
Stiv Bators,
The Black Dice,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Green,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
Absolute Body Control,
David Bowie,
Bobby Womack,
Rod Modell,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Electric Prunes,
Harry Pussy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Hood,
Connie Case,
The Smoke,
John Holt,
Boz Scaggs,
Chris & Cosey,
Buzzcocks,
Desert Stars,
John Coltrane,
Black Sheep,
Arcadia,
In Retrospect,
Stereo Dub,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Görl,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shoche,
Lalann,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Half Japanese,
Essential Logic,
The Move,
Technova,
John Foxx,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.