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 Bhutan and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Fad Gadget to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Judy Mowatt,
Talk Talk,
Nico,
The Selecter,
New York Dolls,
Goldenarms,
Organ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Junior Murvin,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Au Pairs,
Surgeon,
Easy Going,
Los Fastidios,
Babytalk,
Kas Product,
Pere Ubu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bill Wells,
Soul II Soul,
10cc,
Fatback Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacques Brel,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pet Shop Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Albert Ayler,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lungfish,
Whodini,
Hasil Adkins,
Camberwell Now,
Chrome,
June of 44,
Joe Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
John Coltrane,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cure,
Bobby Byrd,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barbara Tucker,
Sister Nancy,
Ten City,
Bronski Beat,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Porter Ricks,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.