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 Suriname and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rap 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wally Richardson,
The Leaves,
New York Dolls,
The Move,
T.S.O.L.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
K-Klass,
Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grauzone,
Groovy Waters,
Steve Hackett,
David McCallum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erykah Badu,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aural Exciters,
Mandrill,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Clarke,
Brothers Johnson,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Starr,
Bang On A Can,
X-101,
Siglo XX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cybotron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
Yusef Lateef,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Invisible,
Cameo,
Duran Duran,
This Heat,
The Index,
Main Source,
Royal Trux,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crime,
Ohio Players,
Moebius,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Monochrome Set,
Boz Scaggs,
Ice-T,
Con Funk Shun,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.