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 Philippines 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 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 Metal Thangz to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Jacob Miller,
The Gories,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scan 7,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
Grauzone,
Hoover,
Neu!,
Rakim,
Todd Terry,
Kaleidoscope,
Pole,
Surgeon,
Wings,
Bill Near,
Ituana,
Gong,
Matthew Halsall,
Rosa Yemen,
Erykah Badu,
Isaac Hayes,
Max Romeo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Urselle,
The Angels of Light,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
ABC,
Fad Gadget,
The Names,
Sex Pistols,
Von Mondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bronski Beat,
Cluster,
Aaron Thompson,
Negative Approach,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crispy Ambulance,
JFA,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vladislav Delay,
Can,
Blossom Toes,
Khruangbin,
Zapp,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yellowson,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.