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 Israel and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the crunk 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Laurel Aitken,
Dual Sessions,
Ituana,
R.M.O.,
Moebius,
The Happenings,
Fear,
Deadbeat,
Fad Gadget,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
Joey Negro,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marine Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Kerrie Biddell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
David McCallum,
Tears for Fears,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
World's Most,
Kas Product,
The Gun Club,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
Tim Buckley,
Davy DMX,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Germs,
Erasure,
Eddi Front,
Duran Duran,
Marmalade,
The Trojans,
Fugazi,
Dave Gahan,
The Beau Brummels,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heaven 17,
Surgeon,
Cybotron,
Patti Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Association,
Amon Düül,
Skriet,
The Golliwogs,
Max Romeo,
Rites of Spring,
The Moleskins,
Carl Craig,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mission of Burma,
Reuben Wilson,
Technova,
Rekid,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.