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 Canada and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Essential Logic to the funk 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Bourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hardrive,
The Monks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aswad,
Fela Kuti,
The Offenders,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fall,
Fluxion,
Eve St. Jones,
John Cale,
Neu!,
Main Source,
Sun Ra,
Patti Smith,
Kayak,
T. Rex,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arcadia,
Masters at Work,
Bad Manners,
Prince Buster,
Gang of Four,
Von Mondo,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sexual Harrassment,
Parry Music,
48th St. Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Human League,
This Heat,
Anakelly,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pulsallama,
The Grass Roots,
Index,
Crooked Eye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amon Düül II,
Chris Corsano,
Faust,
Minnie Riperton,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chrome,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.