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 Chile and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Excepter 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Idris Muhammad,
Chrome,
Sixth Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalann,
Brass Construction,
The Music Machine,
Nils Olav,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lakeside,
Ice-T,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kaleidoscope,
These Immortal Souls,
The Zeros,
Peter & Gordon,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fortunes,
Simply Red,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Terry,
Bush Tetras,
Desert Stars,
The Busters,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
A Certain Ratio,
Laurel Aitken,
Yellowson,
Silicon Teens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alphaville,
The Dead C,
Terry Callier,
Joey Negro,
Pantytec,
Donny Hathaway,
Cheater Slicks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television,
Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scan 7,
The Remains,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Tom Boy,
Niagra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eden Ahbez,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.