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 Poland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Drive Like Jehu to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Hill,
Stereo Dub,
The Trojans,
Camberwell Now,
The Residents,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Womack,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
Robert Hood,
Inner City,
The Move,
Girls At Our Best!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barrington Levy,
Quadrant,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Qualms,
Eli Mardock,
Scan 7,
Echospace,
Main Source,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Babytalk,
Warren Ellis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Erasure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Motorama,
Peter and Kerry,
Aswad,
Jeru the Damaja,
These Immortal Souls,
Bluetip,
Hashim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Zeros,
Fatback Band,
David Axelrod,
a-ha,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground,
Piero Umiliani,
Fat Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Ossler,
Albert Ayler,
Groovy Waters,
Unrelated Segments,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.