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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Reagan Youth to the rap 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Deakin,
Little Man,
Aaron Thompson,
Circle Jerks,
MDC,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Wake,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
L. Decosne,
Ronnie Foster,
Juan Atkins,
Dennis Brown,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Style,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smiths,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Lydon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eric Dolphy,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
The Happenings,
Junior Murvin,
Soul Sonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gories,
Porter Ricks,
Joey Negro,
Livin' Joy,
Dawn Penn,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
PIL,
Agent Orange,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Suicide,
Peter & Gordon,
Unwound,
CMW,
Bronski Beat,
Faraquet,
Newcleus,
Morten Harket,
Public Enemy,
Eric Copeland,
Mars,
Roxette,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.