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 Cuba and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Banda Bassotti to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Kinks,
Bill Wells,
The United States of America,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dead Boys,
The Litter,
Joey Negro,
The Black Dice,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
The Monochrome Set,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
The Gap Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cal Tjader,
La Düsseldorf,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
The Dead C,
Thee Headcoats,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Audionom,
Pylon,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
China Crisis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Agitation Free,
Bronski Beat,
OOIOO,
Bobby Sherman,
Eddi Front,
ABBA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dawn Penn,
Jawbox,
Suicide,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deadbeat,
Donny Hathaway,
The Residents,
Excepter,
John Cale,
Make Up,
Eli Mardock,
Surgeon,
Junior Murvin,
The Slits,
K-Klass,
Heaven 17,
KRS-One,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.