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 Norway and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Barrington Levy to the funk 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Donald Byrd,
Amazonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donny Hathaway,
the Sonics,
The Names,
Minnie Riperton,
Circle Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
The Stooges,
Alphaville,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
Brick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Soft Cell,
Monolake,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dual Sessions,
The Selecter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Saints,
New York Dolls,
Susan Cadogan,
Sound Behaviour,
Eden Ahbez,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Matthew Bourne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tres Demented,
Soulsonic Force,
The Move,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Freddie Wadling,
Erasure,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fad Gadget,
Easy Going,
Underground Resistance,
Judy Mowatt,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Essential Logic,
Goldenarms,
Malaria!,
Reuben Wilson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.