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 Korea South and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Dave Clark Five to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
New York Dolls,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fela Kuti,
Babytalk,
Funky Four + One,
Visage,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
David McCallum,
Dual Sessions,
The Offenders,
The Techniques,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fluxion,
Thee Headcoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
Michelle Simonal,
PIL,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Wyatt,
Harry Pussy,
Zapp,
The Misunderstood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Move,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gap Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Delta 5,
Don Cherry,
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
Deakin,
Gang of Four,
The Durutti Column,
Cameo,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dark Day,
James White and The Blacks,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amazonics,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.