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 Kyrgyzstan and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Maurizio,
Matthew Bourne,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Faust,
The Move,
Bluetip,
Colin Newman,
The Velvet Underground,
Symarip,
Marshall Jefferson,
Swell Maps,
Scrapy,
Infiniti,
Eden Ahbez,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Mojo Men,
Nico,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Connie Case,
Gang Starr,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
48th St. Collective,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
Steve Hackett,
Surgeon,
Das Ding,
Josef K,
The Happenings,
Skarface,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Dead C,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Busters,
Isaac Hayes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Zeros,
Lou Christie,
Black Sheep,
Blake Baxter,
Ossler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wings,
Kas Product,
Ultravox,
James White and The Blacks,
David Bowie,
Yusef Lateef,
Todd Rundgren,
Buzzcocks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bootsy Collins,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.