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 Liberia 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 La Düsseldorf to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kevin Saunderson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Schoolly D,
Qualms,
Grey Daturas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angry Samoans,
Supertramp,
Bobby Byrd,
Altered Images,
Glambeats Corp.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Malaria!,
Dual Sessions,
Gabor Szabo,
Todd Terry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vladislav Delay,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Y Pants,
K-Klass,
Skriet,
The Beau Brummels,
The Velvet Underground,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
Rakim,
MC5,
The Five Americans,
Stetsasonic,
Ronnie Foster,
The Invisible,
the Sonics,
Pulsallama,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Depeche Mode,
Howard Jones,
The Dead C,
Rhythm & Sound,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
The New Christs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nas,
Agent Orange,
New Age Steppers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Skatalites,
R.M.O.,
Oneida,
The Cowsills,
Black Bananas,
Radio Birdman,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.