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 Sri Lanka and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 the Crocodile.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Intrusion,
Ronan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
The Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
Magma,
the Normal,
Ludus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Trumans Water,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
X-102,
The Gories,
Roxette,
Tom Boy,
Jawbox,
Charles Mingus,
Fear,
Iggy Pop,
The Raincoats,
Quantec,
Graham Central Station,
Mr. Review,
Television,
The Saints,
Interpol,
Bobby Womack,
MC5,
KRS-One,
Nick Fraelich,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Prince Buster,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Icehouse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Electric Prunes,
Nirvana,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masters at Work,
David Axelrod,
Metal Thangz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Duran Duran,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.