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 Peru and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Boz Scaggs,
The Move,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Icehouse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Wake,
Archie Shepp,
Adolescents,
The Blackbyrds,
Funky Four + One,
Johnny Osbourne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad,
Clear Light,
World's Most,
Lou Christie,
A Certain Ratio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pylon,
The Slits,
The Busters,
The Neon Judgement,
The Happenings,
Ponytail,
Porter Ricks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Womack,
CMW,
The Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
These Immortal Souls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nils Olav,
The Vogues,
Agent Orange,
Gang Green,
Minor Threat,
Can,
MDC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Absolute Body Control,
Fear,
Reagan Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stereo Dub,
Dave Gahan,
The Angels of Light,
Nik Kershaw,
Scientists,
The Buckinghams,
X-Ray Spex,
U.S. Maple,
Barbara Tucker,
Whodini,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arthur Verocai,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.