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 Croatia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter & Gordon 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra 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?
The Gap Band,
R.M.O.,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Sugar Minott,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sight & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
Outsiders,
Toni Rubio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lungfish,
Brand Nubian,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yazoo,
Amon Düül,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grey Daturas,
Vladislav Delay,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nils Olav,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Tears for Fears,
Sound Behaviour,
Average White Band,
The Divine Comedy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Kayak,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
Dual Sessions,
Bad Manners,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Victims,
Liliput,
Tubeway Army,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronan,
K-Klass,
Blake Baxter,
Cybotron,
Easy Going,
Terry Callier,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marvin Gaye,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fear,
Eric Copeland,
Aswad,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.