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 Laos and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jawbox to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Judy Mowatt,
Dave Gahan,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Halsall,
Country Teasers,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Marshall Jefferson,
Slick Rick,
Wally Richardson,
Jacob Miller,
Clear Light,
OOIOO,
Public Enemy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Technova,
John Cale,
Liliput,
Magazine,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Beau Brummels,
Bluetip,
Johnny Clarke,
Barbara Tucker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
Buzzcocks,
Absolute Body Control,
Mars,
Reagan Youth,
Ohio Players,
Fela Kuti,
The Stooges,
Max Romeo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fluxion,
Moss Icon,
The Toasters,
Ituana,
Yusef Lateef,
Japan,
Byron Stingily,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fuzztones,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Five Americans,
Letta Mbulu,
Marine Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barclay James Harvest,
Erykah Badu,
Camouflage,
The Sonics,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.