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 Portugal and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Au Pairs to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Radiopuhelimet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Seeds,
Eric Dolphy,
48th St. Collective,
Sällskapet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Almond,
Alison Limerick,
Bad Manners,
Clear Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Isaac Hayes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Siglo XX,
The Star Department,
Drexciya,
Shoche,
Moebius,
the Slits,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Easy Going,
Pulsallama,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Warren Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Teasers,
Eli Mardock,
Agitation Free,
The Shadows of Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rites of Spring,
Fear,
Chris Corsano,
Bluetip,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stiv Bators,
Au Pairs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Babytalk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Dennis Brown,
T. Rex,
ABC,
Hardrive,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Public Enemy,
Brand Nubian,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.