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 South Africa and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 Idris Muhammad to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
The Last Poets,
Rotary Connection,
the Association,
Whodini,
June Days,
LL Cool J,
Youth Brigade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zapp,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
Darondo,
Flash Fearless,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
Thee Headcoats,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Starr,
Rites of Spring,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
Los Fastidios,
Agent Orange,
D'Angelo,
Max Romeo,
Jeff Mills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Von Mondo,
The Remains,
Con Funk Shun,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Dirtbombs,
The Selecter,
PIL,
Man Eating Sloth,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
The Motions,
Sarah Menescal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.