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 Gambia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Fat Boys to the grime 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The Names,
The Fortunes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soulsonic Force,
Erasure,
Pylon,
48th St. Collective,
Henry Cow,
Moebius,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Human League,
Camouflage,
The Barracudas,
Janne Schatter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiohead,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Cluster,
Marc Almond,
Rapeman,
T.S.O.L.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Terry Callier,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
Visage,
Grey Daturas,
The Red Krayola,
The Saints,
Altered Images,
Quando Quango,
Ice-T,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Bourne,
Model 500,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
R.M.O.,
U.S. Maple,
Thee Headcoats,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
La Düsseldorf,
Depeche Mode,
Con Funk Shun,
Nirvana,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nico,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Beau Brummels,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Franke,
8 Eyed Spy,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Darondo,
Neil Young,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.