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 Bahrain and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alton Ellis 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moleskins,
JFA,
Severed Heads,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Byrd,
Dawn Penn,
The Music Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
Slave,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wolf Eyes,
Lindisfarne,
June Days,
Marine Girls,
Monolake,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Tommy Roe,
Theoretical Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Joey Negro,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Procol Harum,
Joensuu 1685,
Danielle Patucci,
Japan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Radiohead,
Ronnie Foster,
The Standells,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bill Wells,
Gang of Four,
the Bar-Kays,
Jacob Miller,
Spoonie Gee,
Reuben Wilson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eddi Front,
Eric Copeland,
Spandau Ballet,
John Lydon,
Lakeside,
Ultravox,
Fear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Evens,
Scion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
OOIOO,
Rapeman,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.