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 Fiji 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Magma,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerri Chandler,
The Golliwogs,
UT,
R.M.O.,
Moby Grape,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Adolescents,
Liliput,
Donald Byrd,
Deadbeat,
Wings,
Lou Reed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Saints,
Isaac Hayes,
Harmonia,
The Skatalites,
The Knickerbockers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bronski Beat,
Faust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Pus,
Groovy Waters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
Graham Central Station,
Andrew Hill,
Royal Trux,
Arthur Verocai,
Angry Samoans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen,
Suicide,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
The Five Americans,
Darondo,
Ken Boothe,
Moss Icon,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Germs,
Terry Callier,
Pagans,
Television Personalities,
Underground Resistance,
Max Romeo,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.