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 Costa Rica and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes 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 Easy Going to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quando Quango,
Swell Maps,
Negative Approach,
Electric Prunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang of Four,
The Pretty Things,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Finger,
The Doors,
Dennis Brown,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gabor Szabo,
The Slackers,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
The Count Five,
Jawbox,
Franke,
Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young,
Magma,
Sixth Finger,
The Raincoats,
Skarface,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Delta 5,
Severed Heads,
Robert Hood,
Nils Olav,
The Fall,
AZ,
Groovy Waters,
Matthew Bourne,
Deadbeat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Warren Ellis,
The Fortunes,
B.T. Express,
Juan Atkins,
Lower 48,
Ronan,
Bluetip,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
Tomorrow,
Niagra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hoover,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.