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 Italy and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 James White and The Blacks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
Monolake,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
New York Dolls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacques Brel,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Holt,
Johnny Clarke,
Thee Headcoats,
Aural Exciters,
The United States of America,
Scrapy,
Banda Bassotti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Shuggie Otis,
Underground Resistance,
The Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joyce Sims,
Bush Tetras,
X-101,
Bad Manners,
The Birthday Party,
Grauzone,
Massinfluence,
Rapeman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minor Threat,
Saccharine Trust,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gap Band,
Chris Corsano,
Television Personalities,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar,
The Young Rascals,
Pet Shop Boys,
Clear Light,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonic Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
The Pretty Things,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
Anakelly,
Urselle,
Roxette,
Avey Tare,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.