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 Singapore and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grime 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Mantronix,
Terry Callier,
Duran Duran,
Brand Nubian,
Harmonia,
Excepter,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
In Retrospect,
Joyce Sims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Wyatt,
The Angels of Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
CMW,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cameo,
The J.B.'s,
Icehouse,
Visage,
Scion,
Scratch Acid,
Skriet,
Buzzcocks,
The Cramps,
Circle Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric Dolphy,
Outsiders,
Kas Product,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronnie Foster,
The Motions,
Moby Grape,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zero Boys,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Roxette,
Bootsy Collins,
Boz Scaggs,
Motorama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Q65,
The Saints,
Clear Light,
Lindisfarne,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Masters at Work,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bang On A Can,
Malaria!,
The Wake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.