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 Taiwan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Jeff Lynne to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aloha Tigers,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Average White Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Rundgren,
Quando Quango,
Main Source,
Yellowson,
Groovy Waters,
U.S. Maple,
Funkadelic,
EPMD,
Lucky Dragons,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
Pulsallama,
Jeff Lynne,
Bush Tetras,
The J.B.'s,
Simply Red,
Quantec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Saints,
Patti Smith,
The Dirtbombs,
Bronski Beat,
Khruangbin,
Grey Daturas,
The Barracudas,
Model 500,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
The Black Dice,
Wasted Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blake Baxter,
UT,
Fugazi,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Althea and Donna,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wings,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
KRS-One,
Scientists,
Sparks,
The Fire Engines,
Symarip,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glenn Branca,
Eric Dolphy,
Pagans,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.