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 Albania and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultravox,
Pole,
Kool Moe Dee,
Procol Harum,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
48th St. Collective,
Carl Craig,
Minor Threat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suburban Knight,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Glenn Branca,
Bauhaus,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Rundgren,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anakelly,
Ice-T,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick Morgan,
The Remains,
Marmalade,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Sparks,
X-102,
Scratch Acid,
the Normal,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
Sun Ra,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crash Course in Science,
New Age Steppers,
Ornette Coleman,
the Slits,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Subhumans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
B.T. Express,
The Last Poets,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Selecter,
UT,
Dennis Brown,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lakeside,
Pharoah Sanders,
Patti Smith,
Don Cherry,
Vainqueur,
Lalann,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.