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 Tanzania and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minnie Riperton,
Sister Nancy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Reuben Wilson,
Skarface,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
Tears for Fears,
The Raincoats,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eurythmics,
Moebius,
Derrick May,
Boredoms,
Cecil Taylor,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scratch Acid,
The Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
Brick,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skriet,
Zero Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Barracudas,
Rufus Thomas,
The Evens,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
Franke,
The Music Machine,
The Fugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rotary Connection,
Yellowson,
Jacques Brel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kas Product,
Marc Almond,
The Last Poets,
Lalo Schifrin,
Monks,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
T. Rex,
Hasil Adkins,
Juan Atkins,
The Associates,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Vogues,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Wake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.