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 Slovakia and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
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 clarinet 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 Erykah Badu to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anthony Braxton,
Crash Course in Science,
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Standells,
Deadbeat,
JFA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Womack,
Eve St. Jones,
Flash Fearless,
Echospace,
Goldenarms,
Crime,
Television Personalities,
This Heat,
The Remains,
The Grass Roots,
Radiopuhelimet,
10cc,
UT,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boz Scaggs,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visage,
Pulsallama,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skaos,
Khruangbin,
Sarah Menescal,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Liliput,
Arthur Verocai,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter & Gordon,
Adolescents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
AZ,
Moebius,
Trumans Water,
Heaven 17,
Barbara Tucker,
Sex Pistols,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxette,
Roger Hodgson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Malaria!,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.