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 Brazil and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Section 25 to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Minnie Riperton,
the Human League,
Al Stewart,
Robert Wyatt,
The Toasters,
The Fugs,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Blancmange,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eden Ahbez,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Soft Cell,
Lungfish,
Urselle,
Fluxion,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Harry Pussy,
The Selecter,
Babytalk,
Juan Atkins,
Wings,
Cymande,
Minor Threat,
Hardrive,
Mark Hollis,
The Gun Club,
Skaos,
Little Man,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Jeru the Damaja,
Guru Guru,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Sherman,
Whodini,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Toni Rubio,
Altered Images,
T.S.O.L.,
Intrusion,
The Busters,
Suicide,
Fela Kuti,
The Knickerbockers,
Mission of Burma,
Cameo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Public Enemy,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Don Cherry,
Tommy Roe,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.