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 Dominica and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 The Monochrome Set to the dance 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Scrapy,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roger Hodgson,
Public Enemy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Golliwogs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warren Ellis,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tim Buckley,
The Black Dice,
Niagra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Eurythmics,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
DJ Style,
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Almond,
Erasure,
Andrew Hill,
June of 44,
Stockholm Monsters,
Absolute Body Control,
La Düsseldorf,
Ossler,
the Slits,
Ronan,
Johnny Clarke,
Boredoms,
Pulsallama,
Porter Ricks,
Qualms,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Alton Ellis,
The Mummies,
Accadde A,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Womack,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Slits,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aaron Thompson,
Mark Hollis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stiv Bators,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.