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 Ireland and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Marc Almond to the disco 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Halsall,
Von Mondo,
the Swans,
Camouflage,
Donald Byrd,
Zero Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mr. Review,
The Cramps,
Aural Exciters,
Donny Hathaway,
Radio Birdman,
Magma,
Vladislav Delay,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cowsills,
The American Breed,
The Vogues,
Aloha Tigers,
R.M.O.,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Style,
Fatback Band,
Echospace,
Don Cherry,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May,
David Axelrod,
Isaac Hayes,
The Names,
Lalann,
Ituana,
Pussy Galore,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mummies,
Maurizio,
Bob Dylan,
Todd Rundgren,
Curtis Mayfield,
Janne Schatter,
Circle Jerks,
Eurythmics,
The Golliwogs,
Brick,
Drexciya,
The Buckinghams,
Reagan Youth,
Kurtis Blow,
The Searchers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Smooth,
Fugazi,
Scan 7,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Colin Newman,
LL Cool J,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.