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 United States and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Robert Görl to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
The J.B.'s,
John Holt,
Khruangbin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Andrew Hill,
Tomorrow,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sixth Finger,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New Age Steppers,
Alison Limerick,
Flash Fearless,
The Fuzztones,
Quantec,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lower 48,
The Pop Group,
Swell Maps,
Ossler,
The Motions,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Near,
Marcia Griffiths,
Susan Cadogan,
Smog,
Audionom,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Davy DMX,
The Invisible,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dirtbombs,
the Bar-Kays,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Copeland,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Black Dice,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ronnie Foster,
The Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Morten Harket,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Sheep,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed,
Alice Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.