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 Indonesia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Godley & Creme to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rosa Yemen,
Half Japanese,
Rapeman,
The Mummies,
Sound Behaviour,
Trumans Water,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy,
John Coltrane,
Amon Düül II,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Robert Wyatt,
Danielle Patucci,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Pretty Things,
Severed Heads,
The Moody Blues,
Sandy B,
10cc,
Susan Cadogan,
Agitation Free,
Los Fastidios,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Loose Ends,
T. Rex,
Reagan Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Sällskapet,
Dual Sessions,
Max Romeo,
Bluetip,
Ponytail,
The Monks,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Finger,
Moss Icon,
Fatback Band,
Motorama,
Khruangbin,
New Age Steppers,
The Real Kids,
Erasure,
Lalann,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
Electric Prunes,
Clear Light,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Enemy,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.