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 Cape Verde and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nico to the punk 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Sight & Sound,
Loose Ends,
Alison Limerick,
Intrusion,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rekid,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Ten City,
Accadde A,
David Axelrod,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
Inner City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
La Düsseldorf,
Subhumans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nik Kershaw,
Kas Product,
Cecil Taylor,
The Mojo Men,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ponytail,
The Beau Brummels,
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed,
DJ Sneak,
The Raincoats,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
Althea and Donna,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kurtis Blow,
Boz Scaggs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Adolescents,
Nas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Be Bop Deluxe,
X-102,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lower 48,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Cell,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Sällskapet,
Matthew Halsall,
World's Most,
Moebius,
Marine Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.