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 Greece and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Quando Quango,
Chrome,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Neon Judgement,
Ken Boothe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Desert Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Modern Lovers,
Nico,
Bronski Beat,
The Index,
Goldenarms,
Duran Duran,
Ohio Players,
Dorothy Ashby,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Sight & Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Icehouse,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Excepter,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Model 500,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lucky Dragons,
Glenn Branca,
Ronnie Foster,
The Tremeloes,
Brothers Johnson,
Yellowson,
Organ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Theoretical Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
LL Cool J,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ludus,
Groovy Waters,
T. Rex,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
Flash Fearless,
Franke,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.