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 Venezuela and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Holger Czukay 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
K-Klass,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
New Age Steppers,
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Rekid,
Delta 5,
Jandek,
Vladislav Delay,
Bootsy Collins,
The Red Krayola,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Flamin' Groovies,
Isaac Hayes,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Panda Bear,
Piero Umiliani,
Ossler,
Lower 48,
John Holt,
Donald Byrd,
Stockholm Monsters,
Qualms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bauhaus,
The Cowsills,
Excepter,
Groovy Waters,
Minor Threat,
Absolute Body Control,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker,
Kaleidoscope,
The United States of America,
Don Cherry,
the Germs,
Hardrive,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hoover,
Reagan Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Letta Mbulu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
X-101,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Slits,
Royal Trux,
Bad Manners,
China Crisis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Connie Case,
The Searchers,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.