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 East Timor and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flipper to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minutemen,
The Star Department,
R.M.O.,
Basic Channel,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Theoretical Girls,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy Collins,
Joy Division,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Barracudas,
The Move,
The Doors,
Nation of Ulysses,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Christie,
Urselle,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mr. Review,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spandau Ballet,
Vladislav Delay,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hashim,
The Buckinghams,
Pylon,
Arcadia,
OOIOO,
Kenny Larkin,
Siglo XX,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Womack,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Martian,
World's Most,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wally Richardson,
Nas,
Steve Hackett,
Ultravox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Surgeon,
Eddi Front,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zapp,
CMW,
Von Mondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.