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 Singapore and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rock 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spandau Ballet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Davy DMX,
The Last Poets,
Pagans,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Zeros,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
MDC,
Hashim,
Simply Red,
B.T. Express,
Y Pants,
Banda Bassotti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Near,
New York Dolls,
Judy Mowatt,
Erykah Badu,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jesper Dahlback,
Slick Rick,
Soul II Soul,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Toasters,
Anakelly,
Lyres,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Misunderstood,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amon Düül,
Black Moon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marmalade,
Pantaleimon,
Letta Mbulu,
Pulsallama,
Neu!,
Newcleus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dennis Brown,
Lebanon Hanover,
Trumans Water,
Cecil Taylor,
Shuggie Otis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Traffic Nightmare,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.