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 Cuba and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare 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 the Association to the techno 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Human League,
The J.B.'s,
Reuben Wilson,
Los Fastidios,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
Trumans Water,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
K-Klass,
The Residents,
The Searchers,
Simply Red,
Porter Ricks,
The Dead C,
Zapp,
D'Angelo,
Lightning Bolt,
Index,
Curtis Mayfield,
Howard Jones,
The Cure,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
The Barracudas,
Radio Birdman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Godley & Creme,
Half Japanese,
The Cowsills,
Ken Boothe,
Chris & Cosey,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
Warsaw,
Sam Rivers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tubeway Army,
Second Layer,
Harmonia,
Bad Manners,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Easy Going,
Deadbeat,
Rapeman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Youth Brigade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Birthday Party,
Gang of Four,
Aswad,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.