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 Kenya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Todd Terry to the dance 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Alphaville,
Babytalk,
The Stooges,
Accadde A,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blake Baxter,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Moon,
China Crisis,
Nirvana,
Simply Red,
Smog,
The Misunderstood,
Whodini,
The United States of America,
R.M.O.,
Soft Machine,
Gichy Dan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Sneak,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kayak,
The Dead C,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Starr,
Morten Harket,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roger Hodgson,
Lakeside,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
Subhumans,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Copeland,
The Barracudas,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Flag,
Yaz,
Colin Newman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Adolescents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Piero Umiliani,
Anthony Braxton,
Andrew Hill,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sugar Minott,
Cal Tjader,
Mary Jane Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Moby Grape,
Rod Modell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Schoolly D,
John Foxx,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.