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 Colombia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Barbara Tucker to the jazz 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Birthday Party,
The Divine Comedy,
Massinfluence,
Rapeman,
Pierre Henry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Heaven 17,
The Associates,
Audionom,
Kaleidoscope,
John Holt,
Lou Christie,
Qualms,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lucky Dragons,
Half Japanese,
Visage,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Model 500,
Arcadia,
Connie Case,
Eric Copeland,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Main Source,
Big Daddy Kane,
Blancmange,
Scion,
Sun Ra,
Tears for Fears,
The Dave Clark Five,
K-Klass,
Supertramp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Duran Duran,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Electric Prunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Hood,
Cluster,
Tres Demented,
Donald Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Zapp,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pole,
The Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Doors,
Idris Muhammad,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Livin' Joy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mantronix,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.