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 Russia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Graham Central Station to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Howard Jones,
In Retrospect,
R.M.O.,
The Saints,
Todd Rundgren,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Josef K,
Simply Red,
Lower 48,
The Gories,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brothers Johnson,
Amon Düül II,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sällskapet,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Womack,
Ten City,
Eddi Front,
Jacques Brel,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonic Youth,
Warsaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fear,
the Association,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Evens,
Roxy Music,
Technova,
D'Angelo,
ABC,
Pantytec,
The Monochrome Set,
Mad Mike,
LL Cool J,
UT,
Marshall Jefferson,
Von Mondo,
Television Personalities,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sparks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
MC5,
8 Eyed Spy,
Donny Hathaway,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
Scion,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.