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 Lithuania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Barry Ungar to the techno 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer 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 synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
The Neon Judgement,
Sound Behaviour,
T. Rex,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun Ra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Byrd,
Fear,
Electric Prunes,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eurythmics,
Ludus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
One Last Wish,
Agent Orange,
Pussy Galore,
the Sonics,
Niagra,
Alison Limerick,
Crime,
Ronan,
Archie Shepp,
Oneida,
The Sound,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
Johnny Clarke,
Chrome,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Angry Samoans,
Slave,
Anakelly,
Gang Starr,
Mission of Burma,
Hashim,
The Trojans,
Alphaville,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Prince Buster,
kango's stein massive,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faust,
The Fugs,
The Music Machine,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Velvet Underground,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Fraelich,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.