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 Guyana and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Al Stewart to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
The Slackers,
Amazonics,
Depeche Mode,
Parry Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pylon,
The Blues Magoos,
Roy Ayers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
The Victims,
Radio Birdman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stereo Dub,
Godley & Creme,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
U.S. Maple,
Tears for Fears,
The Music Machine,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Germs,
Lakeside,
Livin' Joy,
Cecil Taylor,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
Whodini,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Smooth,
Unrelated Segments,
Charles Mingus,
Inner City,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
The Barracudas,
The Happenings,
E-Dancer,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
Outsiders,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Angels of Light,
Sound Behaviour,
Thompson Twins,
Eddi Front,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Moon,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.