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 Turkmenistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin 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 Aaron Thompson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Anthony Braxton,
Rufus Thomas,
Spandau Ballet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
Bobby Sherman,
Ornette Coleman,
Oneida,
Pantytec,
Accadde A,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Wake,
ABBA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MDC,
Lightning Bolt,
The Smoke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
Index,
Radiohead,
The Fuzztones,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
Jawbox,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rapeman,
Barbara Tucker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Coltrane,
Yellowson,
Television Personalities,
Bronski Beat,
Whodini,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
F. McDonald,
Junior Murvin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Scion,
Robert Wyatt,
The Five Americans,
Marvin Gaye,
The Angels of Light,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
Moebius,
The Kinks,
Freddie Wadling,
Deepchord,
Robert Hood,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.