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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Tubeway Army to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Second Layer,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Offenders,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cybotron,
Kurtis Blow,
Blancmange,
Trumans Water,
Lungfish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tomorrow,
Kenny Larkin,
Stockholm Monsters,
Royal Trux,
Bang On A Can,
Visage,
Nico,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Slave,
Pantytec,
Oblivians,
Hardrive,
Zero Boys,
Mary Jane Girls,
Colin Newman,
The Fugs,
Amazonics,
Bobby Womack,
the Human League,
Mars,
Eurythmics,
Black Bananas,
The Techniques,
Derrick May,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pussy Galore,
Delta 5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dirtbombs,
The Monks,
Faraquet,
June Days,
Newcleus,
Interpol,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bush Tetras,
Siglo XX,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Remains,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
Monks,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.