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 Taiwan and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Schoolly D to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Babytalk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rites of Spring,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
La Düsseldorf,
The Tremeloes,
X-102,
Sandy B,
Fear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultravox,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
A Certain Ratio,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
Tres Demented,
Scrapy,
Rotary Connection,
Stiv Bators,
Silicon Teens,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anthony Braxton,
The Neon Judgement,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
The Cowsills,
Marine Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
Susan Cadogan,
E-Dancer,
Grey Daturas,
The Modern Lovers,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
U.S. Maple,
The Buckinghams,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Moleskins,
Dawn Penn,
Scion,
Neu!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Pharoah Sanders,
Altered Images,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Hill,
The Flesh Eaters,
Subhumans,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Star Department,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.