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 Suriname and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Bronski Beat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Banda Bassotti,
Yazoo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
A Certain Ratio,
Davy DMX,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
The Barracudas,
Lou Christie,
Ponytail,
Chris & Cosey,
Subhumans,
ABC,
Simply Red,
Magma,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Main Source,
Spoonie Gee,
The Neon Judgement,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
The Five Americans,
Judy Mowatt,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Wyatt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalann,
Moss Icon,
The Music Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Litter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Smoke,
Q65,
Unrelated Segments,
Patti Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Monolake,
the Germs,
Mad Mike,
Sparks,
Zapp,
Heaven 17,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
The Techniques,
Slave,
The Birthday Party,
Nils Olav,
R.M.O.,
Marvin Gaye,
Model 500,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade,
Minny Pops,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.