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 Sweden and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
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 snare 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 Mission of Burma to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television,
The Mummies,
Yazoo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronan,
Youth Brigade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Cale,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cybotron,
Marvin Gaye,
AZ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Second Layer,
Robert Wyatt,
Japan,
Drexciya,
Q and Not U,
Scrapy,
The Evens,
Interpol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Parry Music,
Ash Ra Tempel,
a-ha,
Sex Pistols,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Arcadia,
Sun Ra,
Soul II Soul,
Negative Approach,
The Seeds,
KRS-One,
Eden Ahbez,
Royal Trux,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Spoonie Gee,
Soulsonic Force,
D'Angelo,
The Fall,
Aswad,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Masters at Work,
Peter & Gordon,
Bronski Beat,
Archie Shepp,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Motions,
Mo-Dettes,
The Litter,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.