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 South Sudan and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Derrick May,
Black Sheep,
Eric Copeland,
Loose Ends,
The Raincoats,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
JFA,
Tres Demented,
The Gap Band,
The Cowsills,
F. McDonald,
The Divine Comedy,
Marmalade,
Fluxion,
Grey Daturas,
Sugar Minott,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
PIL,
Crispy Ambulance,
Von Mondo,
Swell Maps,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
World's Most,
Judy Mowatt,
Mark Hollis,
The Motions,
The Flesh Eaters,
Blancmange,
Lucky Dragons,
Patti Smith,
Slave,
The Slackers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-102,
Nico,
Brothers Johnson,
Silicon Teens,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nas,
The Alarm Clocks,
AZ,
Blake Baxter,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Five Americans,
Malaria!,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül,
Rapeman,
John Cale,
Sällskapet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.