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 Zimbabwe and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Television Personalities,
John Lydon,
Sound Behaviour,
Minutemen,
Don Cherry,
Morten Harket,
Smog,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-Ray Spex,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lindisfarne,
Wasted Youth,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
Gang of Four,
Pylon,
Marc Almond,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marmalade,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Erykah Badu,
Junior Murvin,
Severed Heads,
K-Klass,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rotary Connection,
Jeru the Damaja,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
D'Angelo,
MDC,
Agitation Free,
Lalo Schifrin,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultravox,
The J.B.'s,
Anakelly,
Ohio Players,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
Kaleidoscope,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Crash Course in Science,
Drexciya,
Nas,
Matthew Bourne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.