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 Nicaragua and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Thompson Twins to the jazz 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Selecter,
Clear Light,
The Fire Engines,
DJ Sneak,
Dave Gahan,
Brick,
The Music Machine,
The Real Kids,
Fear,
Boredoms,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Iggy Pop,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Davy DMX,
Supertramp,
DNA,
Zero Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hasil Adkins,
The Offenders,
Colin Newman,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter & Gordon,
Masters at Work,
Eric Copeland,
Suburban Knight,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lightning Bolt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Coltrane,
Swans,
The Slits,
Neu!,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Move,
Pantaleimon,
Tubeway Army,
Henry Cow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
The Cure,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Absolute Body Control,
Magma,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erykah Badu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.