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 Botswana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Suicide to the disco 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Beau Brummels,
Marvin Gaye,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Depeche Mode,
Negative Approach,
The Star Department,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter & Gordon,
Buzzcocks,
Prince Buster,
Hasil Adkins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
Soul II Soul,
Q65,
Tommy Roe,
F. McDonald,
the Normal,
Connie Case,
Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Terry,
L. Decosne,
Judy Mowatt,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
John Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Green,
Babytalk,
Second Layer,
Bob Dylan,
The Barracudas,
Dead Boys,
R.M.O.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
Janne Schatter,
Eurythmics,
Rod Modell,
Skarface,
Qualms,
Deepchord,
Joe Finger,
The Slackers,
Ultravox,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flipper,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.