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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Slits to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Iggy Pop,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shuggie Otis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mantronix,
Anthony Braxton,
Yusef Lateef,
Model 500,
Charles Mingus,
Throbbing Gristle,
L. Decosne,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
The Young Rascals,
Hasil Adkins,
Rosa Yemen,
Fat Boys,
Niagra,
Masters at Work,
Theoretical Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Gang Dance,
Leonard Cohen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Agent Orange,
Chrome,
The Skatalites,
Scan 7,
Lee Hazlewood,
Junior Murvin,
Althea and Donna,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mo-Dettes,
Cal Tjader,
Icehouse,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
Saccharine Trust,
Eurythmics,
Fear,
Ultimate Spinach,
JFA,
Sam Rivers,
the Bar-Kays,
Frankie Knuckles,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Clear Light,
Joensuu 1685,
Suicide,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.