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 Canada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
The Cowsills,
Minny Pops,
Bad Manners,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
Joe Smooth,
Moby Grape,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erykah Badu,
The Neon Judgement,
Rosa Yemen,
Visage,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Techniques,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
L. Decosne,
Ten City,
B.T. Express,
The Human League,
T. Rex,
Maurizio,
The Walker Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Radiohead,
Rites of Spring,
Circle Jerks,
The Index,
The Blues Magoos,
MC5,
Radio Birdman,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Stooges,
X-Ray Spex,
Grauzone,
KRS-One,
Rufus Thomas,
Sound Behaviour,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Davy DMX,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fatback Band,
Eurythmics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kurtis Blow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Michelle Simonal,
Letta Mbulu,
Ohio Players,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rekid,
The Dirtbombs,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.