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 South Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Monks to the disco 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joyce Sims,
Albert Ayler,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quadrant,
Roger Hodgson,
Dual Sessions,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fear,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camberwell Now,
Minutemen,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mojo Men,
Fad Gadget,
Susan Cadogan,
Moby Grape,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wings,
The Buckinghams,
T.S.O.L.,
Cymande,
Ultra Naté,
Intrusion,
Hot Snakes,
Franke,
Barry Ungar,
Yellowson,
Janne Schatter,
Anakelly,
Rapeman,
Colin Newman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-Ray Spex,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Soul II Soul,
David Axelrod,
Sex Pistols,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harry Pussy,
Chrome,
Toni Rubio,
The Star Department,
The Blues Magoos,
A Certain Ratio,
Harmonia,
Prince Buster,
Amazonics,
The Young Rascals,
The Smoke,
The Stooges,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.