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 Samoa and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nico,
Aural Exciters,
Freddie Wadling,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rosa Yemen,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
Quadrant,
Sparks,
Dead Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
June of 44,
Danielle Patucci,
Nation of Ulysses,
Shoche,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Halsall,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hoover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Modern Lovers,
Half Japanese,
KRS-One,
The Mojo Men,
John Lydon,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Germs,
The Neon Judgement,
Echospace,
The Busters,
Sam Rivers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Yellowson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Smog,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Bourne,
Suburban Knight,
Rekid,
New Order,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scan 7,
Gang Starr,
These Immortal Souls,
the Human League,
Crime,
The Cowsills,
FM Einheit,
Main Source,
The Electric Prunes,
Minnie Riperton,
Brand Nubian,
Jandek,
Lakeside,
Amon Düül II,
The Leaves,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.