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 Nauru and from New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the grime 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
Procol Harum,
Connie Case,
Los Fastidios,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Hood,
Ohio Players,
Visage,
Drexciya,
Vainqueur,
David Bowie,
Thee Headcoats,
Pierre Henry,
Country Teasers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Smog,
The Fortunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Pagans,
Crooked Eye,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Technova,
Soul Sonic Force,
Charles Mingus,
Amon Düül II,
Mandrill,
FM Einheit,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fluxion,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marc Almond,
Nirvana,
The Mojo Men,
Peter and Kerry,
Albert Ayler,
R.M.O.,
Schoolly D,
Jandek,
Boz Scaggs,
D'Angelo,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
Jeff Lynne,
The Grass Roots,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
The Five Americans,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.