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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 David Bowie 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
DJ Sneak,
the Soft Cell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Amon Düül,
Camouflage,
Half Japanese,
Tommy Roe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantaleimon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DNA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dawn Penn,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Walker Brothers,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Vogues,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Copeland,
Eurythmics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Panda Bear,
Wolf Eyes,
Leonard Cohen,
Magma,
Brand Nubian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Kerri Chandler,
The Selecter,
Vladislav Delay,
Henry Cow,
Motorama,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Dolphy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kas Product,
The Tremeloes,
Main Source,
Dual Sessions,
Eden Ahbez,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Starr,
Arcadia,
The United States of America,
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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.