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 Oman and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Johnny Osbourne to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Black Flag,
Skaos,
Arab on Radar,
Sister Nancy,
The Pretty Things,
The Names,
Lou Christie,
Icehouse,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Near,
Faraquet,
10cc,
T. Rex,
Theoretical Girls,
Fatback Band,
Bob Dylan,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
The Index,
Colin Newman,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
The Doors,
Kool Moe Dee,
Can,
OOIOO,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jerry's Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wasted Youth,
Rakim,
One Last Wish,
Masters at Work,
Donny Hathaway,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Television,
Minnie Riperton,
The Barracudas,
E-Dancer,
The Wake,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Wyatt,
John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Martian,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
Archie Shepp,
Hardrive,
Cybotron,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.