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 Korea South and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monochrome Set,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sight & Sound,
ABC,
Neil Young,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kayak,
Roxette,
Soul II Soul,
The Offenders,
KRS-One,
Amon Düül II,
The Gun Club,
The Kinks,
Radiohead,
Blancmange,
Slave,
Cheater Slicks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Silicon Teens,
Dennis Brown,
Guru Guru,
Little Man,
The Black Dice,
The Pop Group,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smiths,
This Heat,
X-Ray Spex,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
Lalann,
Wire,
Echospace,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Television,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ornette Coleman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cybotron,
Subhumans,
Bauhaus,
OOIOO,
John Holt,
Stiv Bators,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Divine Comedy,
Wings,
The Electric Prunes,
The Victims,
The Blues Magoos,
Spandau Ballet,
The Beau Brummels,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.