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 Jordan and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Jesper Dahlback to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
David Axelrod,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sixth Finger,
X-101,
Zapp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Beau Brummels,
Steve Hackett,
The J.B.'s,
a-ha,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fatback Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fortunes,
Charles Mingus,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott Heron,
Max Romeo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shoche,
The Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Age Steppers,
Bauhaus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Searchers,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
Underground Resistance,
Freddie Wadling,
Lakeside,
A Certain Ratio,
Lower 48,
Yazoo,
Newcleus,
Todd Terry,
The Pop Group,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Carl Craig,
Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.