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 Equatorial Guinea and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Judy Mowatt,
The Standells,
Popol Vuh,
Agent Orange,
Cymande,
The Mojo Men,
Drexciya,
Ice-T,
The Last Poets,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Coltrane,
DNA,
Second Layer,
Skarface,
Y Pants,
Kaleidoscope,
T.S.O.L.,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wolf Eyes,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Sheep,
Derrick May,
Gabor Szabo,
Bad Manners,
Magma,
Sonny Sharrock,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Negative Approach,
Grandmaster Flash,
Animal Collective,
Todd Terry,
David Axelrod,
John Foxx,
Jeff Lynne,
Gong,
Dual Sessions,
Max Romeo,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
the Human League,
T. Rex,
Zero Boys,
Steve Hackett,
8 Eyed Spy,
Reuben Wilson,
Half Japanese,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Talk Talk,
10cc,
Neu!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.