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 Armenia and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator 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 Kayak to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Cheater Slicks,
Bootsy Collins,
Mandrill,
Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minnie Riperton,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Massinfluence,
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Mills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zero Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Whodini,
D'Angelo,
Talk Talk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camouflage,
Josef K,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masters at Work,
Blossom Toes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sonics,
Scrapy,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Near,
Wings,
Spandau Ballet,
Aswad,
Rites of Spring,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Blackbyrds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
EPMD,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echospace,
Drexciya,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rufus Thomas,
Easy Going,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fuzztones,
Lower 48,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Sheep,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.