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 Macedonia and from Manchester.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 This Heat to the techno 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lalann,
Derrick Morgan,
Archie Shepp,
Prince Buster,
Anthony Braxton,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stetsasonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Kinks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soulsonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Hashim,
The Leaves,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Smoke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skaos,
David Axelrod,
Gang Starr,
Alison Limerick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pantytec,
The Zeros,
Rosa Yemen,
The Move,
The Remains,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Durutti Column,
Lucky Dragons,
The Golliwogs,
Scientists,
The Mojo Men,
Reuben Wilson,
Vainqueur,
The American Breed,
Shuggie Otis,
Erasure,
Barry Ungar,
Donny Hathaway,
Aural Exciters,
The Martian,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Womack,
Sugar Minott,
Desert Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Beau Brummels,
Ponytail,
Oblivians,
Circle Jerks,
Yellowson,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.