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 Uzbekistan and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
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 ABC to the grunge 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nico,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crooked Eye,
Icehouse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cluster,
Tim Buckley,
Neil Young,
Cameo,
The Vogues,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pussy Galore,
The Tremeloes,
Mandrill,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
Funkadelic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Sherman,
Amazonics,
Sound Behaviour,
Flash Fearless,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Michelle Simonal,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Au Pairs,
Derrick May,
Guru Guru,
Silicon Teens,
Oblivians,
Drexciya,
John Lydon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Isaac Hayes,
Warsaw,
ABBA,
Pantaleimon,
Liliput,
Yazoo,
Rod Modell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Terry,
Banda Bassotti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moebius,
Underground Resistance,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grauzone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.