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 Yemen and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 DJ Style to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
The Toasters,
Pole,
Soft Machine,
Q and Not U,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
The Busters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wolf Eyes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed,
Nik Kershaw,
Donald Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
T.S.O.L.,
Pagans,
B.T. Express,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mars,
Quantec,
The J.B.'s,
Suicide,
Maurizio,
Schoolly D,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Neon Judgement,
Brick,
Lucky Dragons,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ice-T,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jacques Brel,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
X-102,
Scratch Acid,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill,
The Smoke,
Kayak,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Arab on Radar,
Bronski Beat,
Basic Channel,
Cameo,
The Barracudas,
Eli Mardock,
Pharoah Sanders,
Essential Logic,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.