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 Tanzania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Quadrant to the dance 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Can,
The Slackers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
MDC,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cymande,
Sun Ra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
R.M.O.,
Faraquet,
Babytalk,
Harpers Bizarre,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hardrive,
Essential Logic,
Infiniti,
Kerrie Biddell,
Harmonia,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
B.T. Express,
Soulsonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
Cheater Slicks,
Tommy Roe,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grauzone,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tres Demented,
Warren Ellis,
Cluster,
10cc,
Theoretical Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Minnie Riperton,
Suburban Knight,
Model 500,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Beau Brummels,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
The Birthday Party,
LL Cool J,
X-Ray Spex,
CMW,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonny Sharrock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.