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 Liechtenstein and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chris & Cosey to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T.S.O.L.,
Q and Not U,
E-Dancer,
Deepchord,
D'Angelo,
Letta Mbulu,
Mars,
Barrington Levy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Little Man,
The Beau Brummels,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pet Shop Boys,
Subhumans,
Soft Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pere Ubu,
The Pretty Things,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Oneida,
Dead Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
The Invisible,
The United States of America,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Order,
Tomorrow,
Brick,
Sparks,
Hoover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeff Lynne,
The Martian,
Main Source,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The J.B.'s,
Moss Icon,
Sällskapet,
The Offenders,
Eddi Front,
Clear Light,
DJ Style,
the Human League,
The Vogues,
Skarface,
Gong,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Swans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Althea and Donna,
Icehouse,
Inner City,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dawn Penn,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.