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 Grenada and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Soft Cell 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Excepter,
Public Enemy,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter and Kerry,
One Last Wish,
Spoonie Gee,
X-101,
Ornette Coleman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Can,
Rotary Connection,
Mr. Review,
The Gap Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
Black Sheep,
Tubeway Army,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Khruangbin,
Television,
Outsiders,
Pantytec,
Pylon,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Cell,
Ice-T,
Roxy Music,
10cc,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Blues Magoos,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed,
AZ,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jandek,
Sight & Sound,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shuggie Otis,
DNA,
KRS-One,
The Residents,
Goldenarms,
Lindisfarne,
The Gories,
Das Ding,
Porter Ricks,
Au Pairs,
Dawn Penn,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.