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 Marshall Islands and from Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
8 Eyed Spy,
L. Decosne,
Aural Exciters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Idris Muhammad,
Malaria!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Fania All-Stars,
Slave,
Fat Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Albert Ayler,
Jacob Miller,
Y Pants,
The Red Krayola,
Steve Hackett,
Spandau Ballet,
Warsaw,
The United States of America,
Faust,
Mantronix,
Eric B and Rakim,
Man Eating Sloth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Average White Band,
Outsiders,
Groovy Waters,
The Invisible,
Minnie Riperton,
Monks,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slits,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Model 500,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
B.T. Express,
Janne Schatter,
X-Ray Spex,
The Blackbyrds,
Agent Orange,
Letta Mbulu,
Henry Cow,
The Electric Prunes,
Suburban Knight,
Sugar Minott,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.