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 Spain and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 A Certain Ratio 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Y Pants,
Kas Product,
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
Spoonie Gee,
Outsiders,
Patti Smith,
T. Rex,
Slave,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pierre Henry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Accadde A,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sugar Minott,
Lalann,
Bluetip,
The Durutti Column,
The Black Dice,
The Kinks,
Tomorrow,
Popol Vuh,
The Fuzztones,
Drexciya,
Prince Buster,
ABBA,
ABC,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chrome,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Technova,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David McCallum,
Sound Behaviour,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Pus,
Erykah Badu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Toni Rubio,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
The Fugs,
The Neon Judgement,
The Offenders,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
Desert Stars,
Sun Ra,
Ludus,
Roxette,
Livin' Joy,
Laurel Aitken,
Smog,
The Mummies,
Urselle,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.