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 New Zealand and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Pop Group to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultra Naté,
Erykah Badu,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Make Up,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Bourne,
Monolake,
Bootsy Collins,
The Vogues,
Alison Limerick,
Theoretical Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skaos,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Suicide,
Yusef Lateef,
Newcleus,
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
Moss Icon,
Nils Olav,
Trumans Water,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stereo Dub,
Boredoms,
Neil Young,
8 Eyed Spy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Robert Hood,
The Victims,
Swans,
Erasure,
Hot Snakes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
Crime,
Nirvana,
The Walker Brothers,
Fat Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smoke,
Fluxion,
Rosa Yemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Sam Rivers,
Fear,
The Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter & Gordon,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan,
The Monks,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.