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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Neu! to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Smooth,
The Standells,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Eating Sloth,
R.M.O.,
Severed Heads,
The Martian,
Amazonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Zeros,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cybotron,
LL Cool J,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The American Breed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
David Bowie,
Dual Sessions,
Oblivians,
Yazoo,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Real Kids,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Shoche,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
48th St. Collective,
Alphaville,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hot Snakes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Albert Ayler,
Morten Harket,
Vladislav Delay,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bizarre Inc.,
FM Einheit,
The Walker Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
Tropical Tobacco,
B.T. Express,
Bronski Beat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wally Richardson,
Stiv Bators,
Scientists,
Ultravox,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.