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 Macedonia and from New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Make Up to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
The Young Rascals,
Mars,
Sugar Minott,
the Bar-Kays,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Royal Trux,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Pulsallama,
Reagan Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Motorama,
D'Angelo,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
The Zeros,
Minnie Riperton,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Wire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Smoke,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gastr Del Sol,
Supertramp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Easy Going,
B.T. Express,
Kayak,
CMW,
The Gladiators,
Hardrive,
The Sound,
The Associates,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brand Nubian,
X-101,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hot Snakes,
Agitation Free,
Tres Demented,
Popol Vuh,
Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yusef Lateef,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sarah Menescal,
Funkadelic,
Man Eating Sloth,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.