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 Kosovo and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Human League to the rap 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oblivians,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Goldenarms,
Judy Mowatt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q65,
Susan Cadogan,
Duran Duran,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang Starr,
Symarip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bootsy Collins,
Camberwell Now,
Kas Product,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Kinks,
Basic Channel,
Junior Murvin,
Roxy Music,
Popol Vuh,
Radio Birdman,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arcadia,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Move,
Soft Machine,
Dave Gahan,
June Days,
Massinfluence,
Idris Muhammad,
a-ha,
John Holt,
Marvin Gaye,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
Sight & Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Albert Ayler,
The Selecter,
Funkadelic,
Bill Near,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Music Machine,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
Roger Hodgson,
Minor Threat,
Surgeon,
The Sound,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.