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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Jeff Lynne to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Talk Talk,
Graham Central Station,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
The Pretty Things,
The Fugs,
Kayak,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Maurizio,
AZ,
Subhumans,
X-Ray Spex,
Oneida,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cure,
Flipper,
Newcleus,
The Birthday Party,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Knickerbockers,
Susan Cadogan,
B.T. Express,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barbara Tucker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minnie Riperton,
Brick,
Television,
Franke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joe Smooth,
Pantaleimon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scan 7,
Reagan Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L.,
Anthony Braxton,
Connie Case,
Essential Logic,
June of 44,
Das Ding,
Los Fastidios,
Zapp,
David Axelrod,
Slave,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
MDC,
Suburban Knight,
Underground Resistance,
Little Man,
John Lydon,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.