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 Singapore and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wake to the punk 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
Magma,
Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ludus,
AZ,
The Pop Group,
Pulsallama,
The Angels of Light,
E-Dancer,
The Golliwogs,
Drexciya,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
China Crisis,
The Names,
Underground Resistance,
Negative Approach,
Bauhaus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang Starr,
ABC,
Lou Christie,
Ultra Naté,
Piero Umiliani,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rekid,
Todd Rundgren,
The Smiths,
Eli Mardock,
John Holt,
Judy Mowatt,
Matthew Bourne,
Yazoo,
DNA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
CMW,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slave,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gories,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Flipper,
Second Layer,
Archie Shepp,
The Sonics,
Camberwell Now,
Dawn Penn,
Neu!,
Janne Schatter,
Zero Boys,
H. Thieme,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dark Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Durutti Column,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.