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 Swaziland and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
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 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 Michael McDonald 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Skarface,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Sonics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Easy Going,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
The Standells,
The Motions,
the Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eve St. Jones,
Cal Tjader,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Ludus,
Flipper,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Darondo,
Section 25,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Electric Prunes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
UT,
Lungfish,
Dark Day,
Joe Smooth,
Boredoms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eddi Front,
MC5,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yellowson,
Y Pants,
Scratch Acid,
Funky Four + One,
Joey Negro,
Iggy Pop,
Aswad,
Soft Cell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Axelrod,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Moss Icon,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.