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 Marshall Islands and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Robert Palmer 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 Talk Talk to the grime 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
Metal Thangz,
Section 25,
The Saints,
the Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
Das Ding,
World's Most,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Black Pus,
Clear Light,
U.S. Maple,
Shuggie Otis,
The Pop Group,
Patti Smith,
Outsiders,
a-ha,
Public Image Ltd.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Knickerbockers,
Franke,
Gang of Four,
The Buckinghams,
Trumans Water,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gerry Rafferty,
Con Funk Shun,
Laurel Aitken,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bill Wells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
China Crisis,
T. Rex,
Organ,
Sun Ra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Mills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Adolescents,
Mark Hollis,
New Age Steppers,
Niagra,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers,
These Immortal Souls,
Chris Corsano,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Victims,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.