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 Bulgaria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Popol Vuh to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brick,
Smog,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Barracudas,
Yazoo,
Oneida,
The Standells,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
The New Christs,
Funky Four + One,
Alton Ellis,
The Gladiators,
Bronski Beat,
The Modern Lovers,
Sister Nancy,
The Black Dice,
The Buckinghams,
Robert Görl,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Make Up,
Bad Manners,
Soul Sonic Force,
Laurel Aitken,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anakelly,
The Toasters,
The Beau Brummels,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scratch Acid,
Cluster,
Siglo XX,
Bootsy Collins,
Piero Umiliani,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
Alice Coltrane,
Ituana,
Roxy Music,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Au Pairs,
Ossler,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
The Leaves,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.