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 Belize and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 David Bowie 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the dance 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Metal Thangz,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Angels of Light,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kayak,
The Smoke,
Sandy B,
Country Teasers,
Boredoms,
The Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Marmalade,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Misunderstood,
Dawn Penn,
Buzzcocks,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Organ,
Junior Murvin,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Reuben Wilson,
Camouflage,
Mars,
Delta 5,
The Remains,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
D'Angelo,
Dennis Brown,
Severed Heads,
Hot Snakes,
Susan Cadogan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nico,
Underground Resistance,
Joyce Sims,
The Grass Roots,
John Foxx,
The Trojans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
Sister Nancy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.