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 Rwanda and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Ronnie Foster,
The Standells,
John Coltrane,
Nico,
The American Breed,
Freddie Wadling,
Joey Negro,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Terry,
L. Decosne,
Warren Ellis,
The Smoke,
Rakim,
Young Marble Giants,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Arthur Verocai,
The Litter,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
DJ Sneak,
The Fugs,
Fugazi,
Charles Mingus,
Kayak,
Average White Band,
Alton Ellis,
Letta Mbulu,
The Human League,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sonics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Massinfluence,
The J.B.'s,
Skarface,
Kaleidoscope,
Organ,
Khruangbin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Joe & The Fish,
H. Thieme,
Electric Prunes,
Technova,
The Cure,
Camouflage,
Motorama,
Eve St. Jones,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
T.S.O.L.,
One Last Wish,
Schoolly D,
Eurythmics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Remains,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Bananas,
Jerry's Kids,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.