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 Zambia and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Derrick May to the crunk 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Associates,
The American Breed,
Theoretical Girls,
China Crisis,
Suicide,
Sugar Minott,
Danielle Patucci,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Seeds,
The Blues Magoos,
Pierre Henry,
Ossler,
UT,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warsaw,
Marvin Gaye,
L. Decosne,
Cluster,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camberwell Now,
Q and Not U,
Adolescents,
The Cure,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
One Last Wish,
Cal Tjader,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
Rotary Connection,
The Doors,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gladiators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
Porter Ricks,
Cymande,
The Standells,
H. Thieme,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins,
Zero Boys,
The Human League,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fugazi,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Davy DMX,
Eurythmics,
FM Einheit,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Funky Four + One,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.