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 Iraq and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Erykah Badu to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Neon Judgement,
Byron Stingily,
Buzzcocks,
Faraquet,
Judy Mowatt,
Cecil Taylor,
The New Christs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Smiths,
Warsaw,
Neu!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Monochrome Set,
Shuggie Otis,
The Slits,
FM Einheit,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Y Pants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
Magazine,
The Moody Blues,
Angry Samoans,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scientists,
Q65,
Hardrive,
Darondo,
LL Cool J,
Warren Ellis,
Fugazi,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lucky Dragons,
10cc,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brass Construction,
The Angels of Light,
Underground Resistance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Desert Stars,
Ponytail,
a-ha,
One Last Wish,
PIL,
Popol Vuh,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
The Fuzztones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brothers Johnson,
The Velvet Underground,
Cybotron,
Hot Snakes,
Lower 48,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.