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 Tonga and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fuzztones to the dance 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Barrington Levy,
Agitation Free,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fluxion,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
Khruangbin,
Soft Cell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis,
Alice Coltrane,
Echospace,
Outsiders,
John Cale,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fugs,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Normal,
Spoonie Gee,
The Buckinghams,
The Kinks,
This Heat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aswad,
Niagra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tommy Roe,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crooked Eye,
Interpol,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roy Ayers,
Motorama,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Motions,
Pantytec,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Donny Hathaway,
The American Breed,
Siglo XX,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonic Youth,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.