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 Namibia and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Public Enemy to the dance 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Dark Day,
Eve St. Jones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Enemy,
Theoretical Girls,
Suicide,
Jandek,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Franke,
La Düsseldorf,
The Slackers,
Hardrive,
Guru Guru,
In Retrospect,
8 Eyed Spy,
Monks,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ronnie Foster,
Clear Light,
Junior Murvin,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Tomorrow,
Qualms,
Severed Heads,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum,
Roxette,
Section 25,
Banda Bassotti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visage,
Roxy Music,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quantec,
Lower 48,
Kool Moe Dee,
Con Funk Shun,
Piero Umiliani,
Main Source,
Minny Pops,
The Stooges,
The Modern Lovers,
The Smiths,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Howard Jones,
Pole,
Drexciya,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moebius,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.