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 Congo and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Sällskapet 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Bad Manners,
Khruangbin,
Wings,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Sheep,
Joe Smooth,
Lindisfarne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kaleidoscope,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scientists,
48th St. Collective,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
Kurtis Blow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
D'Angelo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Yaz,
The Remains,
The Stooges,
Minny Pops,
Leonard Cohen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
H. Thieme,
Bauhaus,
Warsaw,
David McCallum,
Average White Band,
Erasure,
Youth Brigade,
Lyres,
the Normal,
Accadde A,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crash Course in Science,
Deakin,
Sixth Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Sällskapet,
Make Up,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brothers Johnson,
Sam Rivers,
Von Mondo,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tomorrow,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.