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 Lesotho and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Glambeats Corp. to the funk 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Von Mondo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
The Gap Band,
Quantec,
Cluster,
Deakin,
Bluetip,
The Motions,
Ultravox,
Motorama,
Hasil Adkins,
Symarip,
Thompson Twins,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minnie Riperton,
The Shadows of Knight,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Glenn Branca,
Bob Dylan,
Cameo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alison Limerick,
Eric B and Rakim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Erasure,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick May,
Kevin Saunderson,
Half Japanese,
The Happenings,
Josef K,
D'Angelo,
Crooked Eye,
Suicide,
Stiv Bators,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
China Crisis,
CMW,
The Index,
E-Dancer,
Magma,
Quadrant,
The Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deadbeat,
Fear,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.