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 Peru and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer 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 Ponytail to the techno 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Rundgren,
Bob Dylan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Slick Rick,
Theoretical Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
Clear Light,
Angry Samoans,
Drexciya,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alice Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
Ice-T,
Gabor Szabo,
Rosa Yemen,
Pulsallama,
Matthew Halsall,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lower 48,
Ken Boothe,
Max Romeo,
H. Thieme,
Cameo,
One Last Wish,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League,
Soft Cell,
Japan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Skatalites,
Oneida,
The Real Kids,
X-101,
cv313,
The Moleskins,
Easy Going,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crooked Eye,
Brothers Johnson,
The Slackers,
Scion,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Tremeloes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Khruangbin,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jandek,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alton Ellis,
The Martian,
Joensuu 1685,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.