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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Model 500 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalann,
The Raincoats,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Tremeloes,
DJ Sneak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Starr,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deepchord,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Byrd,
Crime,
Sexual Harrassment,
Leonard Cohen,
Skriet,
Rod Modell,
Cymande,
Stiv Bators,
Swans,
The Fall,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Hood,
The Martian,
Dual Sessions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hashim,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul II Soul,
Grey Daturas,
Roxette,
Jeff Mills,
Rakim,
the Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Eating Sloth,
Johnny Clarke,
Bob Dylan,
Simply Red,
Darondo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
CMW,
The Grass Roots,
Scientists,
The Pop Group,
Symarip,
Tommy Roe,
The Busters,
Organ,
Absolute Body Control,
Audionom,
Sun Ra,
Arcadia,
Scratch Acid,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fortunes,
Rites of Spring,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.