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 Madagascar and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Frankie Knuckles,
Silicon Teens,
Darondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sandy B,
Yusef Lateef,
This Heat,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Drive Like Jehu,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joe Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lyres,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
Black Moon,
Zero Boys,
Supertramp,
kango's stein massive,
Massinfluence,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fugazi,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nas,
The Smiths,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sugar Minott,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warsaw,
the Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One,
Metal Thangz,
Eli Mardock,
Pole,
Underground Resistance,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed,
Echospace,
Slick Rick,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Section 25,
Juan Atkins,
Siglo XX,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.