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 Guyana and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Lou Reed 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 Sound Behaviour 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Music Machine,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joy Division,
Agitation Free,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scrapy,
The Smiths,
Faust,
Arab on Radar,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sugar Minott,
Franke,
Grey Daturas,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
10cc,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doors,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
John Holt,
Malaria!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
The Gun Club,
Derrick Morgan,
Symarip,
Scratch Acid,
Lightning Bolt,
The Barracudas,
Suicide,
Pylon,
Supertramp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantytec,
The Blues Magoos,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New Order,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
Janne Schatter,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zero Boys,
Cymande,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.