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 Iraq and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Connie Case,
Zero Boys,
Soft Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Slave,
Los Fastidios,
Deadbeat,
Hoover,
Aswad,
a-ha,
Eric Dolphy,
La Düsseldorf,
Lakeside,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Main Source,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Anakelly,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Moon,
E-Dancer,
Rhythm & Sound,
OOIOO,
Newcleus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scratch Acid,
The Martian,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Wyatt,
Roger Hodgson,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mummies,
Kerri Chandler,
Babytalk,
ABBA,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camberwell Now,
Lungfish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bill Wells,
Kaleidoscope,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donald Byrd,
The Index,
Donny Hathaway,
Scion,
The Real Kids,
Alphaville,
Sex Pistols,
Morten Harket,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radio Birdman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
MDC,
Crime,
Warren Ellis,
Lyres,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bluetip,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.