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 Ireland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sun City Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Harpers Bizarre,
Intrusion,
Rakim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sparks,
Max Romeo,
Nick Fraelich,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Television,
Mission of Burma,
Shoche,
The Doobie Brothers,
Trumans Water,
The Real Kids,
Rod Modell,
Bush Tetras,
The Dead C,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nico,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
Altered Images,
AZ,
Jawbox,
Jandek,
Bill Wells,
Sandy B,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
New Order,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boz Scaggs,
Tomorrow,
Suicide,
Quadrant,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Womack,
Little Man,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Görl,
OOIOO,
Amazonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
F. McDonald,
The Buckinghams,
Isaac Hayes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.