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 Congo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Harmonia to the grime 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Buckinghams,
Nas,
The Beau Brummels,
Joey Negro,
The Fuzztones,
These Immortal Souls,
Tom Boy,
Dual Sessions,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gladiators,
The Moleskins,
Q and Not U,
Interpol,
June Days,
E-Dancer,
Visage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
New York Dolls,
Derrick Morgan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Suicide,
The Kinks,
The Index,
New Age Steppers,
Spandau Ballet,
cv313,
Lyres,
Fat Boys,
Shoche,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Enemy,
Eddi Front,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Subhumans,
Johnny Clarke,
The Misunderstood,
Boredoms,
Quantec,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Litter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeff Mills,
ABBA,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Sheep,
Masters at Work,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott Heron,
Simply Red,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nirvana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.