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 Brazil and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Agitation Free to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Qualms,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
Reagan Youth,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minor Threat,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
These Immortal Souls,
Flash Fearless,
Byron Stingily,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Black Sheep,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sarah Menescal,
Mission of Burma,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Interpol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter & Gordon,
Kaleidoscope,
The Pretty Things,
Albert Ayler,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Mills,
Brick,
Roy Ayers,
Ornette Coleman,
Boz Scaggs,
Ituana,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonic Youth,
Cal Tjader,
The Last Poets,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ponytail,
Can,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.