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 Liberia and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nik Kershaw to the jazz 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scientists,
Kas Product,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moleskins,
Main Source,
Henry Cow,
China Crisis,
Marine Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Flesh Eaters,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hardrive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Liliput,
Soul Sonic Force,
DNA,
The Neon Judgement,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Howard Jones,
The Names,
Chrome,
Agitation Free,
Kerri Chandler,
Mr. Review,
Gang Green,
Pet Shop Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Rekid,
Pussy Galore,
Magazine,
Sparks,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
Model 500,
Guru Guru,
Unrelated Segments,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jacob Miller,
Todd Terry,
Second Layer,
Swell Maps,
Piero Umiliani,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker,
Heaven 17,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
Echospace,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.