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 China and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Danielle Patucci to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
DJ Style,
Section 25,
Kurtis Blow,
Brothers Johnson,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
DJ Sneak,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Goldenarms,
Eli Mardock,
The Kinks,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
X-101,
Siglo XX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aaron Thompson,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
Banda Bassotti,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Mills,
Interpol,
Crooked Eye,
Icehouse,
10cc,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Johnny Clarke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Panda Bear,
Easy Going,
Q65,
MDC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dennis Brown,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barry Ungar,
Brick,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
Monks,
Soft Machine,
E-Dancer,
EPMD,
The Red Krayola,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
These Immortal Souls,
Erasure,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.