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 Brazil and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Lynne to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Style,
Urselle,
a-ha,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Banda Bassotti,
Eddi Front,
X-101,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-102,
Terrestrial Tones,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
Black Sheep,
Bluetip,
Popol Vuh,
Charles Mingus,
Marmalade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Donald Byrd,
Sparks,
Babytalk,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
Tears for Fears,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
The Grass Roots,
Mo-Dettes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ossler,
Silicon Teens,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pagans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Alison Limerick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alphaville,
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Amon Düül,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.