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 Romania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Searchers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
The Shadows of Knight,
Saccharine Trust,
Cal Tjader,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
Popol Vuh,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Michelle Simonal,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
The Standells,
the Human League,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bob Dylan,
Sun City Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maleditus Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jandek,
Sandy B,
Faust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drive Like Jehu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Main Source,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultravox,
The Doors,
Angry Samoans,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
B.T. Express,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Black Dice,
Mark Hollis,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Copeland,
The Mummies,
Masters at Work,
Aswad,
Rapeman,
Urselle,
Joy Division,
The Selecter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Neon Judgement,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Starr,
Pet Shop Boys,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.