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 Zimbabwe and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Motions to the rap 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
The Slackers,
The Cramps,
Thee Headcoats,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric Copeland,
Inner City,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
E-Dancer,
Scan 7,
The Dirtbombs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mojo Men,
The Skatalites,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erasure,
These Immortal Souls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Searchers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Pierre Henry,
Marmalade,
The Remains,
Gang Green,
Symarip,
Traffic Nightmare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-102,
Groovy Waters,
Royal Trux,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord,
Ken Boothe,
Vladislav Delay,
Delta 5,
Mo-Dettes,
The Victims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Michelle Simonal,
The Divine Comedy,
Panda Bear,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ornette Coleman,
Little Man,
John Foxx,
Minny Pops,
Boz Scaggs,
Minor Threat,
Eden Ahbez,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Jeff Lynne,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.