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 Armenia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sixth Finger to the rock 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Davy DMX,
Marvin Gaye,
Hoover,
Freddie Wadling,
Oneida,
Saccharine Trust,
Essential Logic,
The Motions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Trojans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Wally Richardson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marine Girls,
Agitation Free,
The Tremeloes,
Rapeman,
Joe Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
Johnny Clarke,
The Divine Comedy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Liliput,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ohio Players,
Young Marble Giants,
the Soft Cell,
Crime,
Second Layer,
Grauzone,
Yusef Lateef,
KRS-One,
ABC,
Amon Düül II,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scientists,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ossler,
Lakeside,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unwound,
DJ Style,
The Skatalites,
Visage,
Bobby Womack,
The United States of America,
Buzzcocks,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ice-T,
John Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.