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 Iraq and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skaos to the punk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radio Birdman,
The Cramps,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
Spandau Ballet,
Agitation Free,
The Monochrome Set,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Smooth,
Rites of Spring,
Gong,
8 Eyed Spy,
CMW,
Black Bananas,
Youth Brigade,
Q and Not U,
Black Pus,
Darondo,
Freddie Wadling,
The Martian,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Don Cherry,
Cheater Slicks,
The Blues Magoos,
One Last Wish,
H. Thieme,
Hot Snakes,
the Association,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
Public Enemy,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket,
Cecil Taylor,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Selecter,
Sällskapet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
World's Most,
Ultimate Spinach,
Niagra,
ABC,
Agent Orange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gichy Dan,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Marine Girls,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eurythmics,
The Fugs,
Royal Trux,
Nik Kershaw,
Anthony Braxton,
Joensuu 1685,
The Slits,
Au Pairs,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.