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 Swaziland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Fear to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Blues Magoos,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monochrome Set,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aural Exciters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blossom Toes,
Bill Wells,
Vainqueur,
Girls At Our Best!,
Country Teasers,
The Mojo Men,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
World's Most,
Pantytec,
Derrick May,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Schoolly D,
Chris Corsano,
John Lydon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
Darondo,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sandy B,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
Zapp,
Warsaw,
Mo-Dettes,
Organ,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rotary Connection,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
The Sonics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barrington Levy,
Barbara Tucker,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Machine,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Archie Shepp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Quadrant,
Ultra Naté,
The Fortunes,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.