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 Albania and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kerrie Biddell to the punk 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Harmonia,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Womack,
The Last Poets,
Letta Mbulu,
Zapp,
Pussy Galore,
E-Dancer,
Alton Ellis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronnie Foster,
Amon Düül II,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gun Club,
Eve St. Jones,
Eurythmics,
Mars,
The Misunderstood,
These Immortal Souls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
Sarah Menescal,
The Residents,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Accadde A,
10cc,
Rosa Yemen,
The Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
The Human League,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Simply Red,
Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Talk Talk,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Litter,
Technova,
The Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
Hardrive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jawbox,
The Offenders,
Charles Mingus,
Terry Callier,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Lydon,
Fugazi,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.