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 Turkmenistan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Womack to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Oneida,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Count Five,
R.M.O.,
Robert Görl,
Blake Baxter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxette,
Matthew Halsall,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sound,
cv313,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
Suburban Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Ultravox,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
The Knickerbockers,
Delta 5,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ponytail,
Shoche,
Guru Guru,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rekid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Doors,
Nick Fraelich,
In Retrospect,
Danielle Patucci,
Eli Mardock,
Minor Threat,
Glambeats Corp.,
The American Breed,
Cal Tjader,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bluetip,
The Fall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Absolute Body Control,
D'Angelo,
Joe Finger,
Ituana,
Al Stewart,
Jandek,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Christie,
The Fugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Human League,
Soft Cell,
Rod Modell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.