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 Cameroon and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the grime 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Sarah Menescal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
K-Klass,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hasil Adkins,
The Trojans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Names,
Lakeside,
A Certain Ratio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scratch Acid,
Ituana,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brass Construction,
Joyce Sims,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Toasters,
Supertramp,
La Düsseldorf,
Scientists,
Drexciya,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rufus Thomas,
The Buckinghams,
The Walker Brothers,
Bauhaus,
D'Angelo,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fugs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nils Olav,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
Agent Orange,
The Monks,
Lower 48,
Godley & Creme,
Tres Demented,
The Monochrome Set,
UT,
Bobby Womack,
Tim Buckley,
Stiv Bators,
Section 25,
The Wake,
Popol Vuh,
Kayak,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.