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 Chad and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Leaves to the rap 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lalann,
La Düsseldorf,
MDC,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pop Group,
Pierre Henry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
F. McDonald,
Ludus,
The Electric Prunes,
Loose Ends,
Heaven 17,
Eli Mardock,
The Mummies,
Zapp,
The Fugs,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
Agitation Free,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Electric Prunes,
Derrick May,
Bill Near,
Can,
Sandy B,
Rosa Yemen,
Harmonia,
Agent Orange,
Bronski Beat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sister Nancy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yusef Lateef,
Rites of Spring,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Excepter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dennis Brown,
Second Layer,
Funkadelic,
Cybotron,
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tres Demented,
Interpol,
The Moleskins,
The Sonics,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.