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 Andorra and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Livin' Joy to the funk 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
The Trojans,
Roxy Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aloha Tigers,
Barrington Levy,
The Gories,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rakim,
Jeff Mills,
Outsiders,
Animal Collective,
Agitation Free,
The Gladiators,
Black Bananas,
Metal Thangz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
The New Christs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soft Machine,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
FM Einheit,
Whodini,
Max Romeo,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Walker Brothers,
the Normal,
Letta Mbulu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Monochrome Set,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pagans,
Flash Fearless,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Velvet Underground,
Toni Rubio,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joy Division,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Happenings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Searchers,
Swans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lightning Bolt,
Crime,
Depeche Mode,
Half Japanese,
Bill Near,
The Motions,
Yazoo,
The Blackbyrds,
The Black Dice,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.