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 Kingdom and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Adolescents to the techno 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
The Happenings,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
OOIOO,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Second Layer,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The New Christs,
Spandau Ballet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eden Ahbez,
Pagans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sällskapet,
The Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Buzzcocks,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
Khruangbin,
Maurizio,
The Moleskins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jawbox,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxy Music,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Groovy Waters,
Alton Ellis,
The Cowsills,
Amazonics,
The Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultra Naté,
Icehouse,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sister Nancy,
Gang of Four,
Black Pus,
Hoover,
Prince Buster,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nico,
Minutemen,
Inner City,
Alison Limerick,
Josef K,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.