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 Grenada and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Robert Görl to the grime 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roy Ayers,
New Order,
Hasil Adkins,
Japan,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Normal,
Lightning Bolt,
Aswad,
the Sonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
Charles Mingus,
Essential Logic,
Fatback Band,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blackbyrds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
The Gun Club,
Lalo Schifrin,
Whodini,
Jimmy McGriff,
Curtis Mayfield,
June Days,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kerri Chandler,
Inner City,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
Ronnie Foster,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dead C,
Erasure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
AZ,
Piero Umiliani,
Wolf Eyes,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
Harmonia,
Altered Images,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Boz Scaggs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.