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 Romania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Aaron Thompson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Von Mondo,
China Crisis,
Slave,
Con Funk Shun,
The Divine Comedy,
The Doors,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Joey Negro,
Eddi Front,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Görl,
Urselle,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Popol Vuh,
Los Fastidios,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sarah Menescal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Real Kids,
Japan,
Wasted Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Order,
Ohio Players,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shuggie Otis,
The Offenders,
The Blackbyrds,
The Tremeloes,
Slick Rick,
Flash Fearless,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yusef Lateef,
John Cale,
The New Christs,
Hardrive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
A Certain Ratio,
the Germs,
Deadbeat,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
Anakelly,
MC5,
Jacob Miller,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Fatback Band,
DJ Style,
Max Romeo,
Jimmy McGriff,
June Days,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.