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 Kazakhstan and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Quantec to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Ralphi Rosario,
L. Decosne,
Dead Boys,
The Move,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
June of 44,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Standells,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
the Germs,
The Fire Engines,
Hashim,
The Residents,
Suicide,
Bobby Byrd,
Porter Ricks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crime,
Little Man,
Judy Mowatt,
Boz Scaggs,
Oblivians,
John Foxx,
The Gladiators,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Panda Bear,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
Deepchord,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Erasure,
KRS-One,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wolf Eyes,
Michelle Simonal,
Kaleidoscope,
The Wake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Young Rascals,
The Dirtbombs,
Talk Talk,
The Martian,
Bobby Sherman,
the Sonics,
June Days,
Lightning Bolt,
Slick Rick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Durutti Column,
Marine Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.