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 Guinea and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zero Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Busters,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Don Cherry,
Lindisfarne,
Robert Görl,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sandy B,
Tim Buckley,
Sam Rivers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arab on Radar,
Stereo Dub,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ken Boothe,
Magma,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mojo Men,
The Fortunes,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
Todd Rundgren,
Donny Hathaway,
The Birthday Party,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Au Pairs,
Gong,
The Residents,
Motorama,
Man Eating Sloth,
Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Slick Rick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dirtbombs,
Scrapy,
Alphaville,
Y Pants,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bill Near,
Lungfish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oblivians,
Ice-T,
Fatback Band,
Pantaleimon,
Charles Mingus,
Yaz,
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.