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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Robert Palmer 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 Soul II Soul to the grime 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cluster,
Scientists,
The Smiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fela Kuti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
Model 500,
Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minnie Riperton,
Eurythmics,
Heaven 17,
The Vogues,
Faraquet,
The Kinks,
Supertramp,
Ronan,
Excepter,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Sheep,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
MDC,
The Trojans,
The Raincoats,
Ludus,
X-102,
Black Flag,
the Fania All-Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ten City,
T. Rex,
Massinfluence,
Drexciya,
Morten Harket,
Con Funk Shun,
Hoover,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young,
Can,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tim Buckley,
The Pop Group,
the Germs,
The Slackers,
The Seeds,
Suicide,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yazoo,
Ice-T,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.