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 Mongolia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Vainqueur to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Idris Muhammad,
R.M.O.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fatback Band,
David Axelrod,
The Doors,
Banda Bassotti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
New Order,
Kenny Larkin,
Organ,
Blancmange,
Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
The Angels of Light,
Livin' Joy,
Smog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
The Neon Judgement,
Boz Scaggs,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Wyatt,
Spandau Ballet,
10cc,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roger Hodgson,
Nico,
Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blossom Toes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quantec,
Derrick May,
The Litter,
X-Ray Spex,
China Crisis,
Skarface,
Rotary Connection,
MDC,
Lower 48,
Ultra Naté,
Godley & Creme,
Massinfluence,
Black Pus,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dirtbombs,
Mars,
the Association,
The Dead C,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.