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 Lesotho and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar 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 Sugar Minott to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Main Source,
The American Breed,
Sugar Minott,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ten City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Excepter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
Nas,
Arab on Radar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stiv Bators,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hot Snakes,
Anakelly,
Boredoms,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
The Golliwogs,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tim Buckley,
Camberwell Now,
Oneida,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Moon,
Gang Starr,
Rapeman,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Piero Umiliani,
Robert Hood,
The Dirtbombs,
D'Angelo,
Gang Green,
a-ha,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mandrill,
Terry Callier,
Fat Boys,
The Durutti Column,
Buzzcocks,
Aloha Tigers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scratch Acid,
The Happenings,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.