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 Panama and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Carl Craig to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul II Soul,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pulsallama,
Whodini,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Television Personalities,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
Funkadelic,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Slave,
Minor Threat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dave Gahan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonic Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Main Source,
Soft Machine,
Fatback Band,
Lyres,
The Tremeloes,
Deakin,
Altered Images,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Crime,
ABBA,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Order,
Goldenarms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marine Girls,
Little Man,
Lower 48,
Iggy Pop,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Half Japanese,
The Neon Judgement,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gap Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fela Kuti,
Procol Harum,
A Flock of Seagulls,
48th St. Collective,
Neu!,
Echospace,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.