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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Holger Czukay 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 Nik Kershaw to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Eden Ahbez,
the Bar-Kays,
Reagan Youth,
D'Angelo,
Marvin Gaye,
Tomorrow,
Moebius,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
Crime,
Colin Newman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Evens,
Y Pants,
Stereo Dub,
The Vogues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül II,
Erykah Badu,
The Remains,
The Red Krayola,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Machine,
The Cure,
The Raincoats,
Ponytail,
This Heat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grauzone,
Black Sheep,
Yaz,
OOIOO,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dark Day,
Brothers Johnson,
Kerri Chandler,
Nico,
Radiohead,
Lungfish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
The Young Rascals,
The Doors,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erasure,
The Gap Band,
X-102,
Radio Birdman,
Babytalk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Shuggie Otis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.