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 Dominican Republic and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
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 rhodes 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Silicon Teens,
Terry Callier,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The New Christs,
Lalann,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Offenders,
Aloha Tigers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Saints,
Electric Prunes,
Liliput,
Max Romeo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Japan,
Marine Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
U.S. Maple,
Malaria!,
Gang Green,
D'Angelo,
Rosa Yemen,
Slick Rick,
Jeff Lynne,
The Pretty Things,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacob Miller,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Simply Red,
Duran Duran,
ABC,
Newcleus,
Iggy Pop,
Joey Negro,
The Mummies,
Bobby Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Adolescents,
The Modern Lovers,
The Move,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
Rufus Thomas,
Icehouse,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers,
The Smoke,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.