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 Ireland and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bobby Womack to the punk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Subhumans,
Pylon,
PIL,
The Motions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Invisible,
The Misunderstood,
The Remains,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sister Nancy,
Schoolly D,
Mandrill,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The J.B.'s,
Rekid,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alphaville,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oneida,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fortunes,
Lower 48,
Josef K,
Warsaw,
Erykah Badu,
Public Enemy,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Ponytail,
La Düsseldorf,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Suburban Knight,
Albert Ayler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Loose Ends,
Aloha Tigers,
Spoonie Gee,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ohio Players,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Almond,
Popol Vuh,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nils Olav,
Monks,
Von Mondo,
Rakim,
Quadrant,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tears for Fears,
Sparks,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.