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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aloha Tigers to the funk 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald 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 a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Niagra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Camouflage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suicide,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Underground Resistance,
The Red Krayola,
Kerri Chandler,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
Black Sheep,
Swell Maps,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Animal Collective,
Peter and Kerry,
The Modern Lovers,
Rod Modell,
Roxette,
Sex Pistols,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oneida,
Section 25,
Suburban Knight,
Nico,
The Doors,
The Raincoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
Ohio Players,
Iggy Pop,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Amon Düül,
Gong,
Bill Near,
Funky Four + One,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
John Foxx,
Nas,
Ultra Naté,
The Blues Magoos,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Buzzcocks,
Cybotron,
Janne Schatter,
Kayak,
Piero Umiliani,
Fatback Band,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.