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 Guatemala and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 One Last Wish to the crunk 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
Moby Grape,
Symarip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Donny Hathaway,
PIL,
The Doobie Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Erasure,
The Remains,
Saccharine Trust,
The Black Dice,
Model 500,
Amazonics,
Brick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Index,
Sällskapet,
Bad Manners,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker,
Bronski Beat,
Soft Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Warsaw,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rotary Connection,
The Tremeloes,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric Dolphy,
48th St. Collective,
Second Layer,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cowsills,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare,
Robert Hood,
Scientists,
the Fania All-Stars,
T. Rex,
Jawbox,
Arab on Radar,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Loose Ends,
Pussy Galore,
Althea and Donna,
A Certain Ratio,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.