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 Seychelles and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Mr. Review,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pretty Things,
Scan 7,
Goldenarms,
Adolescents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Fatback Band,
Loose Ends,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Talk Talk,
Skaos,
U.S. Maple,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
The Smoke,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Idris Muhammad,
Magma,
Scott Walker,
Yusef Lateef,
Smog,
Alison Limerick,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Smiths,
World's Most,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Guru Guru,
Quantec,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang On A Can,
Roy Ayers,
Skriet,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Aural Exciters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang Starr,
Gang of Four,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Animal Collective,
The Move,
Half Japanese,
The Golliwogs,
The Remains,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.