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 Greece and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Bluetip to the grime 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 Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Drexciya,
Vainqueur,
The Real Kids,
Sandy B,
The Red Krayola,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Ornette Coleman,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
China Crisis,
Skarface,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Ohio Players,
Niagra,
Magazine,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
The Tremeloes,
Blake Baxter,
Grauzone,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
Ronnie Foster,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
Rotary Connection,
Sonic Youth,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rod Modell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arab on Radar,
The Barracudas,
Fear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
Kas Product,
Rufus Thomas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül II,
Fat Boys,
B.T. Express,
Joyce Sims,
Sister Nancy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.