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 Malaysia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Public Image Ltd. to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Golliwogs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flipper,
Pierre Henry,
Scientists,
Black Moon,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U,
The Motions,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
The Gories,
The Selecter,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moebius,
The Mummies,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Blake Baxter,
MC5,
Funky Four + One,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Halsall,
The Smiths,
E-Dancer,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
a-ha,
The Red Krayola,
Anakelly,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Görl,
Masters at Work,
Lightning Bolt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shuggie Otis,
Rotary Connection,
The Kinks,
Nik Kershaw,
Severed Heads,
Toni Rubio,
F. McDonald,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eden Ahbez,
Todd Rundgren,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
Jerry's Kids,
Darondo,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.