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 Oman and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 The Durutti Column to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Von Mondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Scrapy,
The Five Americans,
Minutemen,
Deadbeat,
Bob Dylan,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Camberwell Now,
Oblivians,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
CMW,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
Ohio Players,
Letta Mbulu,
Spoonie Gee,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kevin Saunderson,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
Frankie Knuckles,
Loose Ends,
The Gun Club,
KRS-One,
Brass Construction,
Mandrill,
The Mojo Men,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Almond,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Foxx,
One Last Wish,
The Victims,
Liliput,
Chrome,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amazonics,
Pantaleimon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
The Pretty Things,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
R.M.O.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Agent Orange,
James White and The Blacks,
Terrestrial Tones,
H. Thieme,
Fluxion,
Funky Four + One,
The Sound,
X-101,
The Dead C,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.