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 Maldives and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sällskapet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Angels of Light,
Alphaville,
The Star Department,
Susan Cadogan,
Technova,
Matthew Halsall,
Thee Headcoats,
Thompson Twins,
Pere Ubu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fat Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bang On A Can,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cameo,
T.S.O.L.,
Easy Going,
Arab on Radar,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hoover,
Con Funk Shun,
David Bowie,
Outsiders,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
John Cale,
Procol Harum,
OOIOO,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Glenn Branca,
ABC,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mantronix,
The Shadows of Knight,
Steve Hackett,
Depeche Mode,
Man Parrish,
The Beau Brummels,
Spandau Ballet,
Metal Thangz,
The Happenings,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Hill,
The Barracudas,
Grauzone,
Fugazi,
Smog,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scott Walker,
Schoolly D,
Roxy Music,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.