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 Seychelles and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the rock 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Flag,
Talk Talk,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Patti Smith,
Juan Atkins,
The Remains,
Underground Resistance,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
Lucky Dragons,
Joensuu 1685,
CMW,
Rotary Connection,
Depeche Mode,
Michelle Simonal,
Pere Ubu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agent Orange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MDC,
Rapeman,
Echospace,
Heaven 17,
Gabor Szabo,
DJ Sneak,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moebius,
X-Ray Spex,
Ossler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Todd Terry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Urselle,
The Tremeloes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Moon,
Al Stewart,
Mark Hollis,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
Colin Newman,
Scientists,
Bauhaus,
Skarface,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Circle Jerks,
Quantec,
The Doors,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fire Engines,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yaz,
The Fortunes,
Barbara Tucker,
the Bar-Kays,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.