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 Tanzania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cymande to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Delta 5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Mo-Dettes,
Accadde A,
Little Man,
Dark Day,
John Cale,
Colin Newman,
Chrome,
Thompson Twins,
AZ,
Glambeats Corp.,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
Nas,
The Count Five,
Marine Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Swans,
Zapp,
Yazoo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hot Snakes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Con Funk Shun,
The Neon Judgement,
The Human League,
Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
The Litter,
Main Source,
John Lydon,
Fluxion,
Bob Dylan,
John Coltrane,
The Vogues,
June Days,
EPMD,
Prince Buster,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalann,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Outsiders,
Television Personalities,
Nico,
Blake Baxter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
Sparks,
Glenn Branca,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.