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 Mali and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Absolute Body Control to the rock 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix,
Man Eating Sloth,
Colin Newman,
Leonard Cohen,
The Angels of Light,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magazine,
ABBA,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker,
Maurizio,
Aaron Thompson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Smog,
Todd Rundgren,
David Axelrod,
Cameo,
Isaac Hayes,
Siglo XX,
Soul II Soul,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang of Four,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rosa Yemen,
Ponytail,
Metal Thangz,
Cluster,
Nas,
Gabor Szabo,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Symarip,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare,
Deakin,
Morten Harket,
Kaleidoscope,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Deepchord,
Bluetip,
These Immortal Souls,
Angry Samoans,
Inner City,
Animal Collective,
Lindisfarne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Silicon Teens,
Minor Threat,
Amon Düül,
Arcadia,
Qualms,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.