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 Eritrea and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Gap Band to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gun Club,
Derrick May,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
E-Dancer,
The Doobie Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Silicon Teens,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Alice Coltrane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Steve Hackett,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Hashim,
Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Donald Byrd,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pole,
Ornette Coleman,
Erykah Badu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
R.M.O.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rapeman,
Fela Kuti,
Ossler,
The Electric Prunes,
Wally Richardson,
Camberwell Now,
Thompson Twins,
The Offenders,
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Jacques Brel,
The Beau Brummels,
Echospace,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Sonics,
Unwound,
X-101,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Order,
Skriet,
The Saints,
The Names,
Cal Tjader,
June of 44,
Shoche,
MC5,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.