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 Tanzania and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mark Hollis,
Roxy Music,
Lungfish,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mojo Men,
Sonic Youth,
Blancmange,
Suburban Knight,
John Coltrane,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
MDC,
Average White Band,
Wasted Youth,
This Heat,
Subhumans,
Erasure,
Depeche Mode,
Marmalade,
Zapp,
Negative Approach,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mr. Review,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Monks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Outsiders,
David Bowie,
The Busters,
Newcleus,
Alison Limerick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Inner City,
Gong,
Joey Negro,
The Misunderstood,
The Dead C,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
UT,
Kerri Chandler,
Rakim,
The Litter,
The Cure,
Morten Harket,
Swell Maps,
The New Christs,
Nick Fraelich,
the Normal,
the Association,
Stereo Dub,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Skatalites,
Bluetip,
The Fall,
The Doors,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.