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 El Salvador and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ten City to the funk 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
KRS-One,
Skaos,
Newcleus,
Parry Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Qualms,
John Holt,
Jacob Miller,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hashim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grandmaster Flash,
FM Einheit,
Donald Byrd,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
Model 500,
The Fugs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Alton Ellis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Guru Guru,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
Eden Ahbez,
Marmalade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultra Naté,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
JFA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Skatalites,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aural Exciters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Techniques,
F. McDonald,
Bill Wells,
The Grass Roots,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
A Certain Ratio,
Sarah Menescal,
UT,
Prince Buster,
The Knickerbockers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.