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 Barbados and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joensuu 1685 to the disco 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Holt,
The Fuzztones,
Con Funk Shun,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare,
Dennis Brown,
Ultravox,
Robert Görl,
The Skatalites,
Fela Kuti,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fort Wilson Riot,
a-ha,
Ossler,
Steve Hackett,
The Mummies,
UT,
Andrew Hill,
World's Most,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
The American Breed,
Neu!,
Sex Pistols,
Maurizio,
Slave,
Heaven 17,
The Sonics,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Alton Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
Reagan Youth,
The Gories,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bill Wells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
The Fall,
The Index,
Gang of Four,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter & Gordon,
Scratch Acid,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Simply Red,
Fatback Band,
Fat Boys,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Liliput,
The Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.