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 Japan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bad Manners to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Mills,
Metal Thangz,
The Tremeloes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joey Negro,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric B and Rakim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agitation Free,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jawbox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grauzone,
Marvin Gaye,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Bourne,
New Age Steppers,
The Martian,
48th St. Collective,
The Music Machine,
Flipper,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nik Kershaw,
Sixth Finger,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bill Wells,
Jerry's Kids,
Sällskapet,
Flash Fearless,
the Association,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Arcadia,
Terrestrial Tones,
Faust,
Wally Richardson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
T.S.O.L.,
The J.B.'s,
Intrusion,
Angry Samoans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
The Pop Group,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Smoke,
D'Angelo,
Skarface,
Second Layer,
Black Bananas,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.