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 Mali and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Barrington Levy to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Bourne,
10cc,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
Radio Birdman,
Niagra,
Josef K,
The Divine Comedy,
Accadde A,
Goldenarms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultravox,
Reuben Wilson,
The Monochrome Set,
Make Up,
The Moleskins,
Procol Harum,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
JFA,
Half Japanese,
Ornette Coleman,
The Barracudas,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
The Victims,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scratch Acid,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lower 48,
Andrew Hill,
John Coltrane,
Hot Snakes,
Donald Byrd,
Kayak,
Heaven 17,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blake Baxter,
Das Ding,
The Evens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fall,
The Doors,
Fela Kuti,
Camberwell Now,
Masters at Work,
Sällskapet,
Wings,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris & Cosey,
Eden Ahbez,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Wake,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.