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 Indonesia and from Mumbai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Wake to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Bobbi Humphrey,
F. McDonald,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cluster,
Popol Vuh,
Skarface,
the Human League,
The Fuzztones,
The Dirtbombs,
Robert Hood,
Ultravox,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
Flipper,
In Retrospect,
Gabor Szabo,
Porter Ricks,
Royal Trux,
James White and The Blacks,
Magma,
The Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Donny Hathaway,
One Last Wish,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Little Man,
Ronnie Foster,
Duran Duran,
Rapeman,
Yazoo,
The Gories,
Lou Christie,
Judy Mowatt,
E-Dancer,
Cameo,
X-101,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis,
Niagra,
Buzzcocks,
Skriet,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
Tom Boy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sight & Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiohead,
The Busters,
Quadrant,
Bush Tetras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Von Mondo,
Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Matthew Halsall,
Zero Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
Radio Birdman,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.