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 Laos and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 The Kinks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
The Fall,
H. Thieme,
Man Parrish,
Altered Images,
Kerri Chandler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
Yusef Lateef,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Sherman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Sound,
Yazoo,
Skaos,
Mandrill,
Marvin Gaye,
The Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blossom Toes,
Yellowson,
Royal Trux,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalann,
Minutemen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rotary Connection,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Teasers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Lalo Schifrin,
DJ Sneak,
Roxy Music,
Reagan Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Susan Cadogan,
Rosa Yemen,
Dennis Brown,
Moebius,
The Cure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Mojo Men,
Deepchord,
Minnie Riperton,
Magma,
X-101,
Gabor Szabo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fatback Band,
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.