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 Cyprus and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Quando Quango,
Yellowson,
Model 500,
Skriet,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Heaven 17,
Mark Hollis,
Rosa Yemen,
Crooked Eye,
Isaac Hayes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
The Names,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Al Stewart,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dennis Brown,
Erykah Badu,
Bauhaus,
Sonic Youth,
Stetsasonic,
The Smiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vainqueur,
Y Pants,
Deadbeat,
the Sonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Freddie Wadling,
The Music Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
Das Ding,
Howard Jones,
the Human League,
Excepter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visage,
The Stooges,
The Blues Magoos,
Average White Band,
Camouflage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Intrusion,
Aloha Tigers,
The Kinks,
Inner City,
The Divine Comedy,
Max Romeo,
Scientists,
Ronan,
Neu!,
Country Teasers,
Kaleidoscope,
Sarah Menescal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.