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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Skatalites,
David McCallum,
Pulsallama,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mad Mike,
Joe Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Yellowson,
Vladislav Delay,
Monks,
Letta Mbulu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kerri Chandler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Main Source,
Lakeside,
The Star Department,
Y Pants,
Sight & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fluxion,
John Lydon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Spandau Ballet,
The Beau Brummels,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Moon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Country Teasers,
Public Enemy,
Tom Boy,
Roxette,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Livin' Joy,
Crime,
The Golliwogs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
PIL,
B.T. Express,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Trumans Water,
Davy DMX,
Marvin Gaye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hoover,
Blossom Toes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Skarface,
Peter and Kerry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.