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 Ethiopia and from Delhi.
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 Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deakin to the electroclash 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Yaz,
the Sonics,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lower 48,
Rakim,
Bill Wells,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Massinfluence,
The Vogues,
the Slits,
Joey Negro,
Maleditus Sound,
Kas Product,
Supertramp,
Cameo,
Sparks,
Donald Byrd,
The Evens,
Q and Not U,
Fat Boys,
Dead Boys,
Scratch Acid,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
The Five Americans,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Bourne,
These Immortal Souls,
Slave,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
The Electric Prunes,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cowsills,
Fluxion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Remains,
Patti Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronnie Foster,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
The Trojans,
UT,
The Blackbyrds,
Fad Gadget,
X-Ray Spex,
June Days,
Half Japanese,
Rekid,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.