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 Belarus and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 Salvador and Beijing.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Chris Corsano to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Duran Duran,
AZ,
Altered Images,
Mr. Review,
Zapp,
Spandau Ballet,
Harmonia,
The Cure,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zero Boys,
Sight & Sound,
Magma,
Surgeon,
ABC,
Lebanon Hanover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Funkadelic,
T.S.O.L.,
ABBA,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
China Crisis,
Dawn Penn,
D'Angelo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Slick Rick,
Pagans,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
John Foxx,
Lucky Dragons,
David McCallum,
Motorama,
Dead Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Young Marble Giants,
Cal Tjader,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
The Human League,
Pole,
The Last Poets,
Byron Stingily,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MDC,
Rhythm & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Whodini,
Ronnie Foster,
Babytalk,
Goldenarms,
Scientists,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.