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 Denmark and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the grunge 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Blancmange,
Quadrant,
Parry Music,
Thee Headcoats,
Porter Ricks,
Hashim,
Y Pants,
Sugar Minott,
the Swans,
Arthur Verocai,
Tomorrow,
Don Cherry,
Yazoo,
AZ,
Kaleidoscope,
Zapp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Judy Mowatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bob Dylan,
The Neon Judgement,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nico,
Mission of Burma,
The Residents,
Monolake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aswad,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Subhumans,
Loose Ends,
A Certain Ratio,
Susan Cadogan,
La Düsseldorf,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dirtbombs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Slick Rick,
Soft Cell,
Accadde A,
Carl Craig,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Prince Buster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Groovy Waters,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Mills,
K-Klass,
Buzzcocks,
Cymande,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.