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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Unrelated Segments to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Bananas,
Fatback Band,
Soul II Soul,
The Evens,
The Golliwogs,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Mills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cameo,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
Clear Light,
Gabor Szabo,
Max Romeo,
Black Flag,
Tom Boy,
Khruangbin,
Quando Quango,
Anthony Braxton,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
Bob Dylan,
Pantaleimon,
Piero Umiliani,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Massinfluence,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
Josef K,
Eric Dolphy,
The Durutti Column,
Can,
Moss Icon,
The United States of America,
Yusef Lateef,
Half Japanese,
Graham Central Station,
Nirvana,
Judy Mowatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
Funkadelic,
Cal Tjader,
Fugazi,
Susan Cadogan,
Q and Not U,
AZ,
Crime,
The Real Kids,
The Vogues,
Kurtis Blow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
David Axelrod,
The Gladiators,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.