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 Iran and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grime 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Byron Stingily,
Scott Walker,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
Slave,
Crime,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Sneak,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cameo,
H. Thieme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
EPMD,
Marmalade,
Eric Dolphy,
Suicide,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
The Busters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Y Pants,
Unrelated Segments,
China Crisis,
Lakeside,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Susan Cadogan,
Davy DMX,
Loose Ends,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
Stereo Dub,
Urselle,
The Neon Judgement,
Duran Duran,
Lightning Bolt,
Siglo XX,
Technova,
Charles Mingus,
Warsaw,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dirtbombs,
Colin Newman,
Brothers Johnson,
Groovy Waters,
Scrapy,
Rapeman,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Japan,
Magma,
Swell Maps,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.