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 Sri Lanka and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 The Smiths to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Lalo Schifrin,
Nirvana,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Leaves,
Sandy B,
Dark Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Vladislav Delay,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stetsasonic,
The Standells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
Junior Murvin,
Lower 48,
Frankie Knuckles,
Yaz,
Ludus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gories,
Faraquet,
Hasil Adkins,
The American Breed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mad Mike,
Jacob Miller,
Second Layer,
Alison Limerick,
The Angels of Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
KRS-One,
Spoonie Gee,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Juan Atkins,
Eurythmics,
Josef K,
Wings,
Pole,
Flamin' Groovies,
Leonard Cohen,
The Tremeloes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Gang Green,
John Foxx,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Con Funk Shun,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DNA,
Sam Rivers,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.