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 Morocco and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MC5 to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Busters,
Matthew Halsall,
Ten City,
Sandy B,
Warsaw,
Jandek,
Eve St. Jones,
Suicide,
Piero Umiliani,
La Düsseldorf,
Terry Callier,
Qualms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Colin Newman,
Silicon Teens,
DNA,
Sam Rivers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eden Ahbez,
The Trojans,
Flash Fearless,
Au Pairs,
June Days,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
KRS-One,
Adolescents,
JFA,
Unwound,
The Red Krayola,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
Joey Negro,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scan 7,
Supertramp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Bar-Kays,
Skriet,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Dolphy,
Procol Harum,
Jacob Miller,
the Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Radio Birdman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.