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 Japan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Bronski Beat to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Half Japanese,
The Seeds,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Porter Ricks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra,
Mo-Dettes,
Jawbox,
Kerri Chandler,
Moby Grape,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roger Hodgson,
The Angels of Light,
Lucky Dragons,
Crash Course in Science,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang of Four,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Andrew Hill,
Sun City Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Suicide,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Move,
Sam Rivers,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Slits,
Slick Rick,
Youth Brigade,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Starr,
T. Rex,
LL Cool J,
Nico,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-102,
The Litter,
One Last Wish,
ABC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Leaves,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.