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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soul II Soul to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Womack,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gories,
Lungfish,
Bizarre Inc.,
June of 44,
The Buckinghams,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
James White and The Blacks,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donald Byrd,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fire Engines,
Sandy B,
John Coltrane,
Echospace,
10cc,
Hot Snakes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Prince Buster,
Inner City,
OOIOO,
Television Personalities,
The Cowsills,
The American Breed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lower 48,
The Young Rascals,
The Remains,
Ken Boothe,
The Names,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fuzztones,
Roxy Music,
Symarip,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Rundgren,
Sam Rivers,
Joe Smooth,
Los Fastidios,
Rosa Yemen,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mars,
Erykah Badu,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Leonard Cohen,
Cameo,
The Vogues,
Dennis Brown,
Talk Talk,
Sparks,
Darondo,
Fad Gadget,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joey Negro,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.