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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
LL Cool J,
Shoche,
The Searchers,
Warren Ellis,
Sound Behaviour,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Agitation Free,
MDC,
Underground Resistance,
Ultra Naté,
The Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
Maurizio,
Cal Tjader,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aswad,
One Last Wish,
Michelle Simonal,
Juan Atkins,
Nico,
The Busters,
Average White Band,
Tears for Fears,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Selecter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
CMW,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quando Quango,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Mills,
Faraquet,
New Age Steppers,
The Fugs,
The Barracudas,
the Bar-Kays,
The Buckinghams,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Urselle,
The Offenders,
World's Most,
The Dead C,
Aloha Tigers,
48th St. Collective,
Al Stewart,
Quantec,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Evens,
Blake Baxter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quadrant,
Sandy B,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.