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 Panama and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zero Boys to the techno 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Con Funk Shun,
Icehouse,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gories,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Index,
The Blues Magoos,
Basic Channel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wings,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Interpol,
The Music Machine,
The Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter & Gordon,
Magazine,
Liliput,
Fela Kuti,
the Association,
China Crisis,
John Lydon,
Prince Buster,
The Seeds,
Clear Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flipper,
The Modern Lovers,
Grauzone,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wally Richardson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Sheep,
Brass Construction,
Kerri Chandler,
Inner City,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unwound,
The Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Symarip,
The Residents,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minnie Riperton,
UT,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
Isaac Hayes,
Sight & Sound,
Funkadelic,
Cybotron,
Television Personalities,
Quadrant,
The Searchers,
Derrick May,
Pulsallama,
Drexciya,
Organ,
Vladislav Delay,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.