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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Archie Shepp,
KRS-One,
The Victims,
The Moleskins,
The Slackers,
The Cramps,
Das Ding,
Wire,
Jandek,
Television,
Parry Music,
Warsaw,
Silicon Teens,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Mars,
Ituana,
Oblivians,
Shoche,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Slits,
The New Christs,
Graham Central Station,
John Foxx,
The Fuzztones,
Carl Craig,
Adolescents,
Blancmange,
The Techniques,
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
The Black Dice,
Dennis Brown,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy Collins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echospace,
Eddi Front,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stereo Dub,
Swans,
Camberwell Now,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rakim,
Sun City Girls,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scan 7,
Surgeon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-101,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
The Sound,
Fat Boys,
Infiniti,
Model 500,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.