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 Guyana and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator 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 Harmonia to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scrapy,
Animal Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tommy Roe,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lower 48,
Mandrill,
The Invisible,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faust,
Bad Manners,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dead C,
Nas,
The Techniques,
Bootsy Collins,
Lucky Dragons,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lungfish,
The Index,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Busters,
Jacob Miller,
Fear,
Little Man,
The Barracudas,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacques Brel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brand Nubian,
The Cramps,
Sun City Girls,
The Leaves,
The Misunderstood,
Quantec,
EPMD,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
Stereo Dub,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultra Naté,
Alphaville,
The Searchers,
Parry Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jesper Dahlback,
New Order,
The Fire Engines,
Depeche Mode,
The Saints,
Symarip,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DNA,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.