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 Ireland and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pantytec to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
kango's stein massive,
Heaven 17,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Absolute Body Control,
Fela Kuti,
Man Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
Porter Ricks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Durutti Column,
OOIOO,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Unwound,
The Red Krayola,
Second Layer,
Ituana,
Visage,
Funky Four + One,
Kaleidoscope,
Saccharine Trust,
Eli Mardock,
Bronski Beat,
Rekid,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Excepter,
Derrick Morgan,
The Seeds,
ABC,
World's Most,
The Residents,
Minnie Riperton,
Japan,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Loose Ends,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare,
Siglo XX,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
DJ Sneak,
The Selecter,
Talk Talk,
Unrelated Segments,
Minor Threat,
Wally Richardson,
Urselle,
The Saints,
The United States of America,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minutemen,
Rakim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Curtis Mayfield,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.