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 Swaziland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 Jacob Miller to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Flag,
the Soft Cell,
MDC,
Althea and Donna,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
One Last Wish,
Flipper,
The Moleskins,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Womack,
Qualms,
Suburban Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Age Steppers,
48th St. Collective,
Eve St. Jones,
R.M.O.,
Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Simply Red,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Kinks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Absolute Body Control,
Inner City,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
Graham Central Station,
Scrapy,
Nirvana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Pierre Henry,
Radiohead,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Junior Murvin,
Sixth Finger,
Ten City,
MC5,
Monolake,
Quantec,
X-102,
The Music Machine,
The New Christs,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gap Band,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.