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 Tuvalu and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Scan 7 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light 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?
Maleditus Sound,
Quando Quango,
Wasted Youth,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Technova,
Max Romeo,
H. Thieme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mummies,
The Wake,
The Skatalites,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skriet,
Wolf Eyes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
Kas Product,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Litter,
Young Marble Giants,
Boredoms,
Fad Gadget,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bluetip,
Oneida,
ABBA,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Music Machine,
Fatback Band,
Nas,
The Motions,
Lyres,
Intrusion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Connie Case,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
Negative Approach,
Nick Fraelich,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lindisfarne,
Rites of Spring,
Faraquet,
Deepchord,
Boogie Down Productions,
X-101,
The Kinks,
The Cramps,
Andrew Hill,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The American Breed,
Fluxion,
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