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 Afghanistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dawn Penn to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Sandy B,
Zero Boys,
Motorama,
Agent Orange,
Ludus,
Chrome,
Gang of Four,
Black Pus,
Scion,
Janne Schatter,
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Groovy Waters,
Trumans Water,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
Erykah Badu,
UT,
The New Christs,
Radio Birdman,
Soft Cell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mandrill,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Beau Brummels,
Faraquet,
Con Funk Shun,
DNA,
Television Personalities,
CMW,
Cybotron,
Outsiders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thee Headcoats,
Camouflage,
Siglo XX,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fugs,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Cymande,
Tomorrow,
Tommy Roe,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gap Band,
Quando Quango,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
Bob Dylan,
X-102,
Kenny Larkin,
Magma,
PIL,
The Pop Group,
Amon Düül II,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.