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 Madagascar 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator 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 B.T. Express to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Unrelated Segments,
Dave Gahan,
ABBA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rakim,
Maleditus Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
the Swans,
The Kinks,
The Invisible,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
kango's stein massive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Average White Band,
Isaac Hayes,
LL Cool J,
Au Pairs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Sonny Sharrock,
T. Rex,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Joey Negro,
Eden Ahbez,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
Animal Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Selecter,
Roxette,
Charles Mingus,
Minutemen,
Silicon Teens,
Basic Channel,
Morten Harket,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Flag,
F. McDonald,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Audionom,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Althea and Donna,
Theoretical Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Birthday Party,
Warsaw,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.