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 Panama and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Arcadia to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
David McCallum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Velvet Underground,
Mad Mike,
Leonard Cohen,
Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
Hot Snakes,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
Henry Cow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yellowson,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moby Grape,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül II,
The Names,
Colin Newman,
Circle Jerks,
Warsaw,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joy Division,
Pulsallama,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Patti Smith,
Barry Ungar,
Alphaville,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach,
The Black Dice,
Camouflage,
Hoover,
Flipper,
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Albert Ayler,
Tubeway Army,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Pantytec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Moebius,
The Mojo Men,
Aural Exciters,
Depeche Mode,
Basic Channel,
Funkadelic,
Ice-T,
The Human League,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.