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 Japan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the jazz 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Joyce Sims,
Spoonie Gee,
Archie Shepp,
Crime,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
10cc,
Scientists,
Gichy Dan,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Offenders,
Siglo XX,
The Gories,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funky Four + One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Gabor Szabo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ken Boothe,
Barry Ungar,
Sarah Menescal,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Sexual Harrassment,
A Certain Ratio,
Rakim,
The Raincoats,
Fugazi,
The Techniques,
Rapeman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande,
Porter Ricks,
The Misunderstood,
ABC,
Scrapy,
Gang Starr,
Josef K,
Deepchord,
Vainqueur,
Duran Duran,
Swans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arab on Radar,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Wyatt,
Minutemen,
Ronnie Foster,
Harmonia,
Agitation Free,
One Last Wish,
Juan Atkins,
The Toasters,
The Monks,
John Cale,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.