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 Kiribati and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sound to the disco 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skriet,
Liliput,
Sister Nancy,
Negative Approach,
Altered Images,
Animal Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
Michelle Simonal,
Bauhaus,
Peter and Kerry,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Scratch Acid,
10cc,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Wake,
Black Moon,
Lakeside,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Malaria!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Age Steppers,
Kevin Saunderson,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Rundgren,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gastr Del Sol,
K-Klass,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yazoo,
Ronnie Foster,
Bronski Beat,
Amon Düül,
Babytalk,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Althea and Donna,
Hardrive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
The Misunderstood,
Minnie Riperton,
Mandrill,
The Knickerbockers,
a-ha,
Monolake,
The Litter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.