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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Doors 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Radio Birdman,
David McCallum,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dirtbombs,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
L. Decosne,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
Average White Band,
Visage,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alphaville,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Quando Quango,
the Human League,
Japan,
The Tremeloes,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rakim,
Flipper,
Stiv Bators,
The Litter,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Durutti Column,
The Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Funky Four + One,
Sun Ra,
EPMD,
Loose Ends,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Enemy,
Faraquet,
Stereo Dub,
Connie Case,
The Skatalites,
Rod Modell,
Altered Images,
Ohio Players,
Massinfluence,
The Golliwogs,
Sparks,
The Slackers,
Ornette Coleman,
Youth Brigade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Althea and Donna,
Intrusion,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rekid,
Bronski Beat,
Joyce Sims,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.