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 Ethiopia 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Anakelly to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ludus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rufus Thomas,
Pantaleimon,
Spoonie Gee,
Crash Course in Science,
Lungfish,
Bluetip,
Lyres,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Pretty Things,
Electric Prunes,
Fluxion,
Rotary Connection,
The Durutti Column,
Bush Tetras,
Faust,
The Busters,
Todd Rundgren,
The Skatalites,
The Gun Club,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang of Four,
Soul II Soul,
Barbara Tucker,
Sex Pistols,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Sneak,
Half Japanese,
Swell Maps,
Liliput,
The Gladiators,
cv313,
Scion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
The Move,
Cheater Slicks,
Zapp,
Skarface,
the Soft Cell,
Supertramp,
Maurizio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Los Fastidios,
Interpol,
Section 25,
The Monks,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smiths,
Anakelly,
Crispy Ambulance,
Desert Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.