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 Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jeff Mills to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drexciya,
the Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Joyce Sims,
The Pretty Things,
Kerri Chandler,
The Flesh Eaters,
AZ,
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
Main Source,
Fluxion,
Judy Mowatt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
T. Rex,
Deakin,
Tom Boy,
Cecil Taylor,
ABBA,
Schoolly D,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Pantytec,
Q65,
kango's stein massive,
Al Stewart,
Joey Negro,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Terry,
The Leaves,
The Stooges,
Average White Band,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Brothers Johnson,
The Kinks,
10cc,
Duran Duran,
The Music Machine,
PIL,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant,
Yazoo,
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
Nick Fraelich,
Electric Prunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.