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 Cyprus and from Bologna.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gang Starr to the electroclash 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Scientists,
The Vogues,
The Happenings,
Suburban Knight,
Nils Olav,
The Trojans,
Negative Approach,
Subhumans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June of 44,
Susan Cadogan,
The Wake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Trumans Water,
Rosa Yemen,
Fela Kuti,
The Skatalites,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gerry Rafferty,
David Axelrod,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Sonics,
a-ha,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
The Selecter,
The Buckinghams,
The Cure,
The Smoke,
Todd Terry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Urselle,
Tropical Tobacco,
MC5,
Anthony Braxton,
Deakin,
Country Teasers,
New Order,
Sam Rivers,
Nico,
Gichy Dan,
Icehouse,
Crime,
June Days,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
This Heat,
The Doors,
Jeff Mills,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Spoonie Gee,
Swell Maps,
David McCallum,
Vainqueur,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.