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 Suriname and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stiv Bators to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Howard Jones,
the Bar-Kays,
Marmalade,
Sonic Youth,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
X-101,
OOIOO,
Guru Guru,
The Fall,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
Slick Rick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rapeman,
The Gap Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mummies,
Marine Girls,
Deadbeat,
Easy Going,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Moon,
the Sonics,
Deepchord,
kango's stein massive,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ituana,
Reagan Youth,
Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Last Poets,
The Sonics,
The Star Department,
R.M.O.,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Negative Approach,
The Angels of Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Suicide,
Yellowson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bill Near,
Pussy Galore,
Drexciya,
Electric Prunes,
Carl Craig,
DNA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pagans,
Buzzcocks,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.