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 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the crunk 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harmonia,
Janne Schatter,
Nico,
Aural Exciters,
Cymande,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barclay James Harvest,
Moebius,
The Index,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spoonie Gee,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
Judy Mowatt,
Franke,
Tomorrow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
48th St. Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funky Four + One,
Marmalade,
Masters at Work,
Bill Near,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
DJ Sneak,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quantec,
Hot Snakes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Flag,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Monolake,
The Sound,
The Stooges,
Hashim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Infiniti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones,
David Bowie,
JFA,
Chrome,
a-ha,
Man Parrish,
Pagans,
Bobby Sherman,
Animal Collective,
H. Thieme,
Leonard Cohen,
Neu!,
Chris Corsano,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.