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 Belgium and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The Zeros,
Funkadelic,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
China Crisis,
Judy Mowatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
Sex Pistols,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monochrome Set,
Metal Thangz,
The Leaves,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
David Axelrod,
Aural Exciters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
Depeche Mode,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Pierre Henry,
Rotary Connection,
Terry Callier,
One Last Wish,
Guru Guru,
Jeru the Damaja,
A Certain Ratio,
Model 500,
Pole,
Blake Baxter,
Wings,
Marvin Gaye,
Reagan Youth,
The Saints,
Peter and Kerry,
Rod Modell,
Wally Richardson,
Technova,
Niagra,
Masters at Work,
The Wake,
Eric B and Rakim,
Excepter,
Fatback Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smiths,
Kerri Chandler,
Aaron Thompson,
Blossom Toes,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.