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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Robert Palmer 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 Tom Boy to the crunk 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronnie Foster,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash,
Popol Vuh,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Germs,
Lalann,
Little Man,
Outsiders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Barracudas,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ituana,
Brick,
Maurizio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donny Hathaway,
Mission of Burma,
Mo-Dettes,
Warren Ellis,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Oneida,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Bill Near,
The Human League,
Shoche,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MC5,
Can,
DNA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crooked Eye,
FM Einheit,
Whodini,
Pierre Henry,
The Birthday Party,
The Vogues,
Buzzcocks,
One Last Wish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang On A Can,
David McCallum,
Mr. Review,
Easy Going,
Grauzone,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
Symarip,
The American Breed,
Wire,
Nirvana,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Technova,
Marmalade,
Tears for Fears,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
The Searchers,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.