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 Sri Lanka and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Q and Not U to the funk 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gap Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Audionom,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ludus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quantec,
The Smoke,
Nico,
The Modern Lovers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Matthew Halsall,
Moss Icon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tom Boy,
Brass Construction,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
New York Dolls,
Sister Nancy,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
8 Eyed Spy,
LL Cool J,
Rotary Connection,
The Sisters of Mercy,
cv313,
Dawn Penn,
Arcadia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABBA,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Wings,
Godley & Creme,
Tommy Roe,
Byron Stingily,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Juan Atkins,
The Pretty Things,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Görl,
Throbbing Gristle,
OOIOO,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Five Americans,
Chrome,
the Soft Cell,
The Move,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Das Ding,
Average White Band,
Arab on Radar,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alison Limerick,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.