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 Eritrea and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Cheater Slicks to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
The Names,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Womack,
Bluetip,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ossler,
The United States of America,
Minor Threat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Negative Approach,
Derrick Morgan,
Pierre Henry,
Yaz,
The Gladiators,
Aaron Thompson,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
Model 500,
Organ,
T. Rex,
Das Ding,
cv313,
Moss Icon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lungfish,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Mad Mike,
Lalann,
The Invisible,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Easy Going,
Bad Manners,
Carl Craig,
Mo-Dettes,
Bush Tetras,
The Monochrome Set,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare,
The Skatalites,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
John Cale,
The Monks,
Albert Ayler,
Nick Fraelich,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Altered Images,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
Sex Pistols,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.