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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 David McCallum to the electroclash 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Subhumans,
Audionom,
Underground Resistance,
Reagan Youth,
Amon Düül II,
Soul II Soul,
JFA,
Joe Finger,
The Dave Clark Five,
The United States of America,
The Pop Group,
Vainqueur,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Das Ding,
OOIOO,
The Index,
Sun City Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cramps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Malaria!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Skatalites,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonic Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiohead,
Alton Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cal Tjader,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sällskapet,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dark Day,
Fad Gadget,
Bang On A Can,
Ohio Players,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bauhaus,
Theoretical Girls,
Cluster,
Barry Ungar,
Flipper,
Sparks,
Sound Behaviour,
The American Breed,
Eden Ahbez,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.