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 Jamaica and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eurythmics to the dance 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
The Cowsills,
a-ha,
Juan Atkins,
Rekid,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Starr,
Crooked Eye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
Roy Ayers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cymande,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television,
Todd Terry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Motorama,
The Skatalites,
Graham Central Station,
The Pretty Things,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joey Negro,
The Remains,
Liliput,
Pierre Henry,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül II,
Flipper,
Glenn Branca,
Hardrive,
Magma,
Albert Ayler,
The Kinks,
Soul II Soul,
Shuggie Otis,
Pulsallama,
The Move,
The Sound,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
June Days,
Second Layer,
Soft Machine,
E-Dancer,
Michelle Simonal,
Faust,
Gichy Dan,
The Gories,
The Last Poets,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joy Division,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Standells,
Sällskapet,
The Beau Brummels,
Zapp,
Scott Walker,
Suburban Knight,
DJ Style,
Technova,
Smog,
Fatback Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.