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 United Kingdom and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Von Mondo to the jazz 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
AZ,
Vainqueur,
Alphaville,
Minor Threat,
Duran Duran,
The Blues Magoos,
Camouflage,
The Monks,
Gong,
The Beau Brummels,
Max Romeo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
Section 25,
Josef K,
The Toasters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Maleditus Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dark Day,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rosa Yemen,
Carl Craig,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Flag,
Tom Boy,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moody Blues,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Outsiders,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
EPMD,
cv313,
Laurel Aitken,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
Lyres,
Minnie Riperton,
The Skatalites,
New Age Steppers,
Monolake,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.