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 Switzerland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Main Source to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
KRS-One,
Derrick Morgan,
Junior Murvin,
DJ Sneak,
Gichy Dan,
Marc Almond,
The Cramps,
David McCallum,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Gong,
Banda Bassotti,
Hoover,
Morten Harket,
Lebanon Hanover,
Carl Craig,
Scratch Acid,
Neu!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
F. McDonald,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alton Ellis,
The Zeros,
Siglo XX,
Ponytail,
Janne Schatter,
Motorama,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yellowson,
Graham Central Station,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Standells,
Joey Negro,
Magma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Dead C,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
New York Dolls,
The Angels of Light,
The Grass Roots,
Monolake,
The Selecter,
Soft Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Mark Hollis,
Sound Behaviour,
The Martian,
Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alice Coltrane,
World's Most,
Parry Music,
The Invisible,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.