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 Dominica and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonic Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near 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 dance 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers,
Q and Not U,
the Association,
Sarah Menescal,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gladiators,
These Immortal Souls,
Kurtis Blow,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Almond,
Pagans,
Television,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
The Gap Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker,
10cc,
The Cramps,
Quantec,
The United States of America,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
Idris Muhammad,
Tres Demented,
Roxette,
The Slits,
La Düsseldorf,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dead C,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jerry's Kids,
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
Eurythmics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Buzzcocks,
Gang Starr,
Minutemen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Pus,
The Index,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funkadelic,
Talk Talk,
Mantronix,
Qualms,
The Remains,
ABC,
The Angels of Light,
Lyres,
Flash Fearless,
Yusef Lateef,
Fatback Band,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.