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 Chad and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Michael McDonald 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 EPMD to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All X-101 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 crunk 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Index,
Soft Machine,
Joe Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dual Sessions,
The Remains,
Crash Course in Science,
New Order,
Idris Muhammad,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
Nirvana,
The Mojo Men,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soulsonic Force,
Radio Birdman,
Easy Going,
Spoonie Gee,
Bang On A Can,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare,
Mars,
H. Thieme,
DNA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Foxx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Wake,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scion,
Matthew Bourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mission of Burma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Surgeon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Henry Cow,
June of 44,
Zapp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Connie Case,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five,
Amazonics,
The Human League,
Buzzcocks,
The Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Raincoats,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.