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 Guinea and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amazonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Whodini,
Sun City Girls,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Junior Murvin,
Alton Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
The Vogues,
World's Most,
Slave,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül,
Interpol,
Lungfish,
DJ Sneak,
Index,
Eddi Front,
Donald Byrd,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Litter,
Lou Christie,
Fad Gadget,
David McCallum,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
B.T. Express,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Dolphy,
Moebius,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Howard Jones,
Mad Mike,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Saints,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Babytalk,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
The Evens,
Fatback Band,
Althea and Donna,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Outsiders,
John Cale,
Ituana,
Porter Ricks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.