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 Sierra Leone and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Robert Palmer 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 Lungfish to the grime 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Flag,
Reagan Youth,
Scrapy,
Scan 7,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marine Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Skaos,
Todd Rundgren,
These Immortal Souls,
Guru Guru,
Scratch Acid,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
Vainqueur,
Man Eating Sloth,
CMW,
Alice Coltrane,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
E-Dancer,
Chrome,
Bob Dylan,
The New Christs,
Alphaville,
Bad Manners,
Bush Tetras,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bill Wells,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantytec,
Gang Starr,
Joyce Sims,
The Dirtbombs,
Andrew Hill,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
Lakeside,
Underground Resistance,
Main Source,
The Cure,
Fluxion,
MC5,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marc Almond,
The Gun Club,
Minutemen,
Nick Fraelich,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thompson Twins,
Grauzone,
Minor Threat,
Swans,
Sound Behaviour,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.