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 Portugal and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Skatalites to the techno 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Aswad,
48th St. Collective,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Searchers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
Panda Bear,
Lalann,
Chris Corsano,
Yazoo,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Wire,
Basic Channel,
Mad Mike,
Eden Ahbez,
U.S. Maple,
Masters at Work,
Bill Wells,
Quantec,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stiv Bators,
This Heat,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terry Callier,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lungfish,
Letta Mbulu,
Blancmange,
Loose Ends,
PIL,
Circle Jerks,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants,
Eric Dolphy,
Barbara Tucker,
Fad Gadget,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
Underground Resistance,
The Black Dice,
Tim Buckley,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
JFA,
Black Moon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alison Limerick,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.