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 Algeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 John Coltrane to the techno 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Moon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Schoolly D,
Matthew Bourne,
Ituana,
DJ Style,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sparks,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Silicon Teens,
Iggy Pop,
Cal Tjader,
the Germs,
Severed Heads,
Fugazi,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
A Certain Ratio,
Don Cherry,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
Wasted Youth,
Jawbox,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Doobie Brothers,
Intrusion,
Rapeman,
Rakim,
Public Enemy,
Gang Starr,
Terry Callier,
Chrome,
The Standells,
Swans,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Smooth,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Axelrod,
Quantec,
Quadrant,
Supertramp,
Alison Limerick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erykah Badu,
Make Up,
Warren Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.