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 Gabon and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Eric Copeland to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Holt,
Kenny Larkin,
Blake Baxter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flash Fearless,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
Slick Rick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra,
Quadrant,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Sound,
The Offenders,
Spandau Ballet,
Moebius,
The Walker Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Fat Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Lynne,
The Tremeloes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Japan,
Brass Construction,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
E-Dancer,
The American Breed,
ABBA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
Scientists,
The Residents,
Suburban Knight,
Parry Music,
Slave,
Ponytail,
Wire,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blancmange,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Malaria!,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Ice-T,
Skarface,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.