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 Iran and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Searchers to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
The Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Skatalites,
Hardrive,
Max Romeo,
Bob Dylan,
John Lydon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Modern Lovers,
The Index,
Mandrill,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Roxy Music,
Aural Exciters,
Ohio Players,
Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
Glenn Branca,
Magma,
The Mummies,
The Music Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
Metal Thangz,
Model 500,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cameo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
MDC,
Fatback Band,
Howard Jones,
Dual Sessions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Schoolly D,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
the Germs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cymande,
Blossom Toes,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pretty Things,
Chris & Cosey,
Delon & Dalcan,
Half Japanese,
DJ Style,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun Ra,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Görl,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalann,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.