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 Australia and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lebanon Hanover to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Wolf Eyes,
Technova,
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hoover,
The Fall,
Swell Maps,
Sister Nancy,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bluetip,
Quantec,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Television Personalities,
The Star Department,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Panda Bear,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gil Scott Heron,
Parry Music,
Minnie Riperton,
DNA,
Roxette,
Saccharine Trust,
Ten City,
The Leaves,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Soft Cell,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
LL Cool J,
Lucky Dragons,
Pussy Galore,
Joy Division,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
Danielle Patucci,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
Skaos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amon Düül II,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Yaz,
Bobby Sherman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Talk Talk,
Nils Olav,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.