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 Luxembourg and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Girls At Our Best! to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Idris Muhammad,
Scrapy,
Donny Hathaway,
Angry Samoans,
Babytalk,
The Birthday Party,
Aural Exciters,
Sun City Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Jawbox,
Skaos,
Aaron Thompson,
L. Decosne,
The Cowsills,
Talk Talk,
Charles Mingus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pulsallama,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flipper,
Amazonics,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Y Pants,
Brothers Johnson,
MC5,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kurtis Blow,
Godley & Creme,
Unrelated Segments,
Sound Behaviour,
Tubeway Army,
X-Ray Spex,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Little Man,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roxette,
Rod Modell,
Duran Duran,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Womack,
Fat Boys,
The Raincoats,
Soul II Soul,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Q and Not U,
James White and The Blacks,
The Happenings,
Television,
Stetsasonic,
The Zeros,
The Cure,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.