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 United Kingdom and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joyce Sims to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
The Birthday Party,
Girls At Our Best!,
DJ Sneak,
Ponytail,
The Fugs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Angels of Light,
Maurizio,
Inner City,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Clear Light,
Mantronix,
Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Pole,
Bad Manners,
Unrelated Segments,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
The New Christs,
Siglo XX,
Intrusion,
In Retrospect,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
Ralphi Rosario,
UT,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cowsills,
Los Fastidios,
Scion,
The Saints,
Ossler,
Yaz,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liliput,
Scan 7,
Half Japanese,
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
R.M.O.,
Ice-T,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gories,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.