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 Macedonia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Rakim to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Human League,
Mo-Dettes,
Patti Smith,
Grey Daturas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Amon Düül,
Man Parrish,
Yellowson,
Eve St. Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moss Icon,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
JFA,
the Normal,
Heaven 17,
Cal Tjader,
Symarip,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Bar-Kays,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dead C,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Panda Bear,
Prince Buster,
Schoolly D,
Siglo XX,
The Mummies,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Alphaville,
The Toasters,
The Remains,
The Cramps,
Infiniti,
Moby Grape,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brick,
Harry Pussy,
Terry Callier,
Oneida,
Organ,
Quantec,
Monolake,
Faust,
Metal Thangz,
Make Up,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thee Headcoats,
MC5,
Stetsasonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sonics,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.