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 Israel and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lakeside to the punk 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Malaria!,
China Crisis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Masters at Work,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
Dual Sessions,
Infiniti,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
Barbara Tucker,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultra Naté,
Fluxion,
The Toasters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
The Pop Group,
Pylon,
Deepchord,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronnie Foster,
Quadrant,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blancmange,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Prince Buster,
Ossler,
Gang Green,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Harpers Bizarre,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stereo Dub,
Mission of Burma,
X-102,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Bananas,
Johnny Osbourne,
K-Klass,
The Tremeloes,
Outsiders,
The Invisible,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tubeway Army,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Age Steppers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Last Poets,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.