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 Cape Verde and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 Gang of Four to the crunk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Scientists,
The Slackers,
Josef K,
Cluster,
Jerry's Kids,
New Age Steppers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Blackbyrds,
Half Japanese,
Stockholm Monsters,
Infiniti,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Fela Kuti,
Technova,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Hill,
Dark Day,
Thompson Twins,
Yusef Lateef,
Von Mondo,
Agent Orange,
New Order,
The Slits,
Cameo,
The Gap Band,
EPMD,
Faraquet,
Letta Mbulu,
The United States of America,
This Heat,
Barrington Levy,
Public Enemy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Prince Buster,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiopuhelimet,
Con Funk Shun,
Gerry Rafferty,
Depeche Mode,
The Doobie Brothers,
Clear Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul Sonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Brand Nubian,
B.T. Express,
The Sonics,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
Fatback Band,
The New Christs,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.