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 Comoros and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
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 808 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 DJ Style to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras 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?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalann,
New Order,
The Velvet Underground,
Sandy B,
Guru Guru,
Nico,
Symarip,
Schoolly D,
The Count Five,
Mandrill,
B.T. Express,
Todd Terry,
Black Bananas,
Hashim,
T. Rex,
Peter and Kerry,
Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Byron Stingily,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Isaac Hayes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
Tommy Roe,
Model 500,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bang On A Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Happenings,
Cybotron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Moby Grape,
Neu!,
Kenny Larkin,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barbara Tucker,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kurtis Blow,
Sixth Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Carl Craig,
The Evens,
The Golliwogs,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
One Last Wish,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy Collins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.