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 Mauritania and from Columbus.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kerri Chandler to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hasil Adkins,
Nik Kershaw,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
U.S. Maple,
The Associates,
Ludus,
Bronski Beat,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Freddie Wadling,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Circle Jerks,
Yaz,
Yusef Lateef,
Johnny Osbourne,
Maleditus Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Make Up,
Roxette,
Prince Buster,
Zapp,
The Victims,
Brothers Johnson,
Hardrive,
Blake Baxter,
Kas Product,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
The Durutti Column,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
MDC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Simply Red,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
Oneida,
The Golliwogs,
Carl Craig,
Wings,
Motorama,
Underground Resistance,
Public Enemy,
Pagans,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joy Division,
Marc Almond,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
Grey Daturas,
Y Pants,
a-ha,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.