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 Denmark and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nation of Ulysses to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sällskapet,
Ornette Coleman,
ABC,
Ossler,
Rites of Spring,
Parry Music,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Subhumans,
Audionom,
Sun City Girls,
Morten Harket,
Trumans Water,
Mars,
X-101,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed,
Rapeman,
Brass Construction,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Rundgren,
Mark Hollis,
U.S. Maple,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ludus,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nirvana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Archie Shepp,
Liliput,
Barclay James Harvest,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pagans,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Coltrane,
Scratch Acid,
Scrapy,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
Nils Olav,
Circle Jerks,
Minnie Riperton,
Yazoo,
Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
DJ Sneak,
Wire,
Simply Red,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.