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 Lithuania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Schoolly D to the disco 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
the Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tres Demented,
Andrew Hill,
Jacques Brel,
The Alarm Clocks,
U.S. Maple,
Ice-T,
Excepter,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Hood,
Grey Daturas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dave Gahan,
Interpol,
Gong,
Second Layer,
Susan Cadogan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hot Snakes,
Oneida,
The Gap Band,
Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
Suburban Knight,
This Heat,
David McCallum,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Vogues,
Quantec,
Graham Central Station,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eden Ahbez,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bluetip,
Aswad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
10cc,
Skriet,
Josef K,
Harpers Bizarre,
Isaac Hayes,
Essential Logic,
Babytalk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Piero Umiliani,
ABBA,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maurizio,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Goldenarms,
Slave,
Public Enemy,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.