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 Belarus and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jacques Brel to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant 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?
Vainqueur,
Aaron Thompson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
Crime,
Kaleidoscope,
Moss Icon,
Ponytail,
Throbbing Gristle,
Youth Brigade,
The American Breed,
Eli Mardock,
Rod Modell,
Spandau Ballet,
Junior Murvin,
Colin Newman,
Reagan Youth,
Sällskapet,
Marvin Gaye,
Depeche Mode,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Invisible,
Roger Hodgson,
Siglo XX,
Scrapy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Wake,
Essential Logic,
Soft Cell,
Country Teasers,
The Kinks,
Panda Bear,
The Gories,
LL Cool J,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Loose Ends,
JFA,
Bluetip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rufus Thomas,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
The Neon Judgement,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Busters,
Monks,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maleditus Sound,
Ken Boothe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.