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 Kazakhstan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Idris Muhammad to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
Mantronix,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonic Youth,
The United States of America,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rites of Spring,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Loose Ends,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Big Daddy Kane,
Section 25,
Camberwell Now,
Janne Schatter,
New Order,
Stiv Bators,
Tomorrow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ponytail,
The Tremeloes,
Quando Quango,
In Retrospect,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
China Crisis,
Kerri Chandler,
Dawn Penn,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Ultra Naté,
U.S. Maple,
Lungfish,
Quantec,
Livin' Joy,
The Music Machine,
Deadbeat,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Erykah Badu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jandek,
Morten Harket,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Mills,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.