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 Gambia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skaos to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Invisible,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Symarip,
Harmonia,
Sällskapet,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Black Dice,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Osbourne,
Desert Stars,
The Saints,
Franke,
Average White Band,
Suicide,
Gastr Del Sol,
Chrome,
Peter & Gordon,
Brand Nubian,
Stereo Dub,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantaleimon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Heaven 17,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rufus Thomas,
The Smiths,
Grauzone,
The Monochrome Set,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cure,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Little Man,
Camouflage,
Wally Richardson,
Sister Nancy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Bowie,
Television,
Black Bananas,
MDC,
Rekid,
Joey Negro,
Kerrie Biddell,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.