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 Tunisia and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Television Personalities,
Kaleidoscope,
Tears for Fears,
Skaos,
Dead Boys,
John Coltrane,
Qualms,
Darondo,
Masters at Work,
Audionom,
Mo-Dettes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Urselle,
Television,
The Slits,
Thompson Twins,
Lindisfarne,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers,
Ken Boothe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Josef K,
The Searchers,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
U.S. Maple,
Bauhaus,
Joe Finger,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
T.S.O.L.,
D'Angelo,
The Doors,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
T. Rex,
Soul II Soul,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fall,
Adolescents,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Can,
The Techniques,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
Icehouse,
These Immortal Souls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dead C,
Massinfluence,
Roger Hodgson,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.