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 Palau and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
The Barracudas,
Little Man,
Cheater Slicks,
Banda Bassotti,
Ponytail,
The Knickerbockers,
Can,
The Slackers,
Ultra Naté,
Blancmange,
Erasure,
Bob Dylan,
The Smiths,
Aswad,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erykah Badu,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
The Last Poets,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Germs,
Qualms,
Brothers Johnson,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
Sexual Harrassment,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Von Mondo,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
David Bowie,
Gang Green,
Panda Bear,
The Stooges,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
The Kinks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lower 48,
Cecil Taylor,
The Evens,
Ken Boothe,
Prince Buster,
Hasil Adkins,
Nils Olav,
Scion,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
Technova,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.