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 Ecuador and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Warsaw,
Terry Callier,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Happenings,
Nas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Archie Shepp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Young Rascals,
Sun City Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marine Girls,
Ossler,
Swans,
Scott Walker,
Skriet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jerry's Kids,
Stetsasonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Danielle Patucci,
Ten City,
Television Personalities,
Supertramp,
The American Breed,
Make Up,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
Quantec,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
Public Enemy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
The United States of America,
Rekid,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Pop Group,
Ronan,
KRS-One,
The Barracudas,
Patti Smith,
Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.