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 Mauritius and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Crime 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Negative Approach,
Basic Channel,
Royal Trux,
Tomorrow,
Malaria!,
The Move,
Second Layer,
Joensuu 1685,
Interpol,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
Yellowson,
Moss Icon,
Quando Quango,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Max Romeo,
The Happenings,
X-Ray Spex,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
L. Decosne,
Blancmange,
Tom Boy,
Massinfluence,
Angry Samoans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Motorama,
ABC,
The Slackers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cymande,
Faraquet,
Spandau Ballet,
Maleditus Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neu!,
Bobby Womack,
Minor Threat,
The Evens,
Jacob Miller,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Last Poets,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Standells,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fluxion,
Porter Ricks,
Sound Behaviour,
These Immortal Souls,
Panda Bear,
Henry Cow,
Davy DMX,
Talk Talk,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
The Saints,
Schoolly D,
Robert Wyatt,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.