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 Yemen and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Guru Guru to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
The Busters,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thee Headcoats,
Eurythmics,
Faraquet,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liliput,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers,
La Düsseldorf,
Warsaw,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
Nick Fraelich,
Index,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Traffic Nightmare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boredoms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bush Tetras,
Spandau Ballet,
Pulsallama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soulsonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
Von Mondo,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Starr,
The Techniques,
Max Romeo,
B.T. Express,
Y Pants,
Sixth Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Howard Jones,
Blake Baxter,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
Massinfluence,
D'Angelo,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.