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 Ghana and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Fuzztones to the funk 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dead C,
China Crisis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sarah Menescal,
Bronski Beat,
The Doors,
The Mummies,
Rosa Yemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tim Buckley,
Bluetip,
Skriet,
Soulsonic Force,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
The Associates,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mary Jane Girls,
June of 44,
Minor Threat,
Au Pairs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moby Grape,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Axelrod,
Accadde A,
The Monochrome Set,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
Masters at Work,
10cc,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rapeman,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Liliput,
Eve St. Jones,
David Bowie,
The Fugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Davy DMX,
The Durutti Column,
Buzzcocks,
Das Ding,
Hoover,
Q and Not U,
Camberwell Now,
The Saints,
Agitation Free,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.