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 Portugal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Motions to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Young Rascals,
Roxette,
Smog,
The Last Poets,
Bill Wells,
Cymande,
the Fania All-Stars,
This Heat,
The Gun Club,
Aaron Thompson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joe Smooth,
The Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
Brass Construction,
Technova,
Hot Snakes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cowsills,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
Tim Buckley,
The Cure,
Eric Copeland,
The Doors,
Lakeside,
Bluetip,
The Fugs,
Scratch Acid,
Max Romeo,
Royal Trux,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Evens,
Barclay James Harvest,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deadbeat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Easy Going,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
Wings,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Idris Muhammad,
New Age Steppers,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Style,
The Gap Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
Interpol,
Archie Shepp,
Make Up,
The Sound,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.