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 Armenia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Los Fastidios to the rap 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
the Swans,
Pantaleimon,
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Carl Craig,
Minny Pops,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul Sonic Force,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
OOIOO,
Swell Maps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arcadia,
Judy Mowatt,
Jerry's Kids,
Deepchord,
The Vogues,
cv313,
Quantec,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Nirvana,
These Immortal Souls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Technova,
MC5,
David McCallum,
Colin Newman,
Idris Muhammad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Josef K,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Blossom Toes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oneida,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Seeds,
K-Klass,
Mantronix,
Davy DMX,
Sixth Finger,
Max Romeo,
The Barracudas,
The Misunderstood,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nation of Ulysses,
Siglo XX,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Prince Buster,
Hoover,
the Association,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.