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 Greece and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 John Holt to the dance 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Erykah Badu,
Eden Ahbez,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Age Steppers,
The Grass Roots,
Fatback Band,
Alison Limerick,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
The Remains,
Brick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Dolphy,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Wolf Eyes,
The Monks,
China Crisis,
Lakeside,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Pierre Henry,
Funky Four + One,
Alice Coltrane,
Liliput,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Thee Headcoats,
Zero Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Maurizio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Con Funk Shun,
Yellowson,
Roy Ayers,
the Bar-Kays,
MDC,
Prince Buster,
Ultravox,
Sonic Youth,
The Leaves,
Talk Talk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Neil Young,
Quando Quango,
Royal Trux,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minnie Riperton,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.