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 Korea North and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mr. Review record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Lower 48,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Joyce Sims,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fluxion,
The Offenders,
This Heat,
K-Klass,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alphaville,
Monolake,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Sneak,
Matthew Halsall,
The Tremeloes,
Mad Mike,
Arab on Radar,
Siglo XX,
Sarah Menescal,
Circle Jerks,
Procol Harum,
Swans,
Rotary Connection,
The Cowsills,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Archie Shepp,
Lindisfarne,
Average White Band,
Oblivians,
The Trojans,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Talk Talk,
The Doors,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Last Poets,
The Smoke,
Blancmange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fall,
Sex Pistols,
U.S. Maple,
Model 500,
Gerry Rafferty,
Basic Channel,
Minutemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.