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 Guatemala and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 H. Thieme to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Rapeman,
Radiohead,
Metal Thangz,
Bang On A Can,
Colin Newman,
The Searchers,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Main Source,
The Gap Band,
UT,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Green,
Terrestrial Tones,
Loose Ends,
Rekid,
The Busters,
Negative Approach,
Cameo,
The Mojo Men,
The Sonics,
Soul II Soul,
a-ha,
Tim Buckley,
Desert Stars,
Moebius,
Eddi Front,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Moody Blues,
KRS-One,
The J.B.'s,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Prince Buster,
Davy DMX,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gun Club,
Kerri Chandler,
Niagra,
Procol Harum,
Althea and Donna,
David McCallum,
Clear Light,
OOIOO,
Crooked Eye,
The Tremeloes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band,
Danielle Patucci,
DNA,
Gang Gang Dance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erasure,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Underground Resistance,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.