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 Equatorial Guinea and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 David Bowie 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
KRS-One,
The Human League,
Pagans,
Danielle Patucci,
Section 25,
Sight & Sound,
Crime,
Infiniti,
The Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
In Retrospect,
The Misunderstood,
Toni Rubio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
The Gories,
Ice-T,
Kayak,
Goldenarms,
Buzzcocks,
Kaleidoscope,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
Camouflage,
The Skatalites,
Marcia Griffiths,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Aural Exciters,
The New Christs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joyce Sims,
Mantronix,
Royal Trux,
The Names,
The Black Dice,
A Certain Ratio,
The Vogues,
Bauhaus,
Supertramp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
CMW,
Ken Boothe,
Banda Bassotti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Enemy,
Lindisfarne,
Interpol,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magazine,
The Doors,
Grey Daturas,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.