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 Bulgaria and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Harry Pussy to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Colin Newman,
Excepter,
Massinfluence,
Blancmange,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jacob Miller,
Scan 7,
Juan Atkins,
Darondo,
The Smoke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacques Brel,
F. McDonald,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Vogues,
The Wake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Main Source,
Deepchord,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doobie Brothers,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Bourne,
The Techniques,
The Electric Prunes,
The Toasters,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Machine,
Outsiders,
Al Stewart,
Lower 48,
Niagra,
Graham Central Station,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
OOIOO,
The Seeds,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Terry,
La Düsseldorf,
Bluetip,
Ice-T,
Althea and Donna,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
Bill Wells,
Joy Division,
Jeru the Damaja,
Curtis Mayfield,
MC5,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mantronix,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.