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 Namibia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nils Olav to the crunk 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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter and Kerry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Groovy Waters,
Vainqueur,
Malaria!,
Scan 7,
Roger Hodgson,
Stiv Bators,
Black Pus,
The Doors,
The Moody Blues,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
Camouflage,
Swans,
Chrome,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
Nico,
Radio Birdman,
Bill Wells,
Maleditus Sound,
Rapeman,
Easy Going,
Max Romeo,
Y Pants,
The Fall,
Delta 5,
Babytalk,
Neil Young,
Slave,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Red Krayola,
Royal Trux,
Cymande,
F. McDonald,
The Neon Judgement,
OOIOO,
Rosa Yemen,
X-101,
Hashim,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rufus Thomas,
The Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ituana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool Moe Dee,
Altered Images,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.