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 Vanuatu and from Bologna.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 Todd Terry to the crunk 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Darondo,
Procol Harum,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Youth Brigade,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Terry,
Bob Dylan,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Lower 48,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Frankie Knuckles,
10cc,
Bill Wells,
Surgeon,
Groovy Waters,
Graham Central Station,
Model 500,
X-101,
Altered Images,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Lou Christie,
Eric Dolphy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Toasters,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Hill,
Dennis Brown,
Kenny Larkin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Spandau Ballet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scrapy,
Wasted Youth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Funkadelic,
The Golliwogs,
Piero Umiliani,
Gastr Del Sol,
H. Thieme,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flipper,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Trumans Water,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.