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 Bangladesh and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Panda Bear to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mars,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
KRS-One,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
The Vogues,
Cheater Slicks,
Lower 48,
Wally Richardson,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Busters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sam Rivers,
Black Flag,
The Cowsills,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Pus,
Peter and Kerry,
10cc,
Swans,
Model 500,
Crispian St. Peters,
PIL,
The Evens,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harry Pussy,
The Five Americans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slits,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
cv313,
MC5,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pet Shop Boys,
Howard Jones,
Drexciya,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Young Rascals,
Minny Pops,
La Düsseldorf,
Slave,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gerry Rafferty,
Index,
Kayak,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anakelly,
Can,
The Kinks,
Angry Samoans,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.