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 Libya and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
Das Ding,
Aloha Tigers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echospace,
Easy Going,
Television,
L. Decosne,
MC5,
DNA,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül,
Excepter,
Boredoms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiohead,
Whodini,
Roxy Music,
Darondo,
Brick,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Laurel Aitken,
Smog,
Lakeside,
Barrington Levy,
The Wake,
Connie Case,
Alton Ellis,
Hardrive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ornette Coleman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Clear Light,
Max Romeo,
Urselle,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sound Behaviour,
The Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Lindisfarne,
The Techniques,
Pere Ubu,
UT,
Bluetip,
Fat Boys,
The Music Machine,
The Barracudas,
The Cowsills,
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Loose Ends,
The Knickerbockers,
Unrelated Segments,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.