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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 In Retrospect to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
Man Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Easy Going,
Supertramp,
Sonic Youth,
John Coltrane,
The Offenders,
The Stooges,
Todd Rundgren,
U.S. Maple,
The Slits,
David Axelrod,
Davy DMX,
Gabor Szabo,
Bronski Beat,
Skriet,
Malaria!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bush Tetras,
Rufus Thomas,
Depeche Mode,
Q and Not U,
Ronan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Procol Harum,
Bill Near,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Motions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Inner City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Sheep,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pole,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cal Tjader,
The Names,
Danielle Patucci,
Subhumans,
Wings,
Rhythm & Sound,
ABC,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-102,
Josef K,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.