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 Belarus and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Mars to the techno 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Kaleidoscope,
Eve St. Jones,
Althea and Donna,
Bootsy Collins,
Pierre Henry,
Mark Hollis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joyce Sims,
The Knickerbockers,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
The Real Kids,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
Suburban Knight,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Martian,
Monks,
Massinfluence,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eli Mardock,
Roxy Music,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Franke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Joy Division,
Stockholm Monsters,
Byron Stingily,
Cheater Slicks,
Camouflage,
Spoonie Gee,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ludus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shuggie Otis,
Intrusion,
Youth Brigade,
The Selecter,
In Retrospect,
Alison Limerick,
E-Dancer,
Nirvana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The American Breed,
Gang Gang Dance,
Main Source,
The Tremeloes,
Maleditus Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
the Germs,
ABBA,
L. Decosne,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.