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 Jamaica and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Techniques to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Star Department,
Radiohead,
Sun Ra,
Gong,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
The Skatalites,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quadrant,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Copeland,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Buckinghams,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
Susan Cadogan,
kango's stein massive,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins,
Dennis Brown,
The Smiths,
Guru Guru,
Quando Quango,
Maleditus Sound,
Minutemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quantec,
Patti Smith,
Visage,
John Holt,
New Age Steppers,
Agent Orange,
Iggy Pop,
Joyce Sims,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
L. Decosne,
LL Cool J,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Con Funk Shun,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mad Mike,
PIL,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kayak,
Motorama,
Isaac Hayes,
Lucky Dragons,
New Order,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Young Rascals,
The Martian,
Minny Pops,
Erykah Badu,
Spandau Ballet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.