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 Bahamas and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
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 theremin 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 Scratch Acid to the crunk 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Organ,
Jawbox,
Guru Guru,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
Brass Construction,
Soft Machine,
Gang Green,
Maleditus Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Joey Negro,
The Litter,
cv313,
Japan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Byrd,
Blossom Toes,
David Axelrod,
Nico,
Godley & Creme,
Loose Ends,
Pagans,
Dead Boys,
The Cure,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Public Enemy,
Niagra,
Roxy Music,
Y Pants,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sound Behaviour,
Maurizio,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cowsills,
Jandek,
Eve St. Jones,
Archie Shepp,
Stetsasonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Susan Cadogan,
Aswad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Banda Bassotti,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
The Neon Judgement,
The Birthday Party,
the Human League,
Gang Starr,
Wally Richardson,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Cameo,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Techniques,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.