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 Norway and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Nils Olav to the techno 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Intrusion,
Pagans,
Crooked Eye,
Warren Ellis,
Malaria!,
Model 500,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter and Kerry,
X-Ray Spex,
Traffic Nightmare,
Talk Talk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amazonics,
Charles Mingus,
Ultra Naté,
Babytalk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Procol Harum,
Electric Prunes,
Funky Four + One,
Erasure,
Crash Course in Science,
Leonard Cohen,
Suicide,
Lalann,
Joensuu 1685,
The Slackers,
Fluxion,
Byron Stingily,
DNA,
Franke,
Kurtis Blow,
KRS-One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blues Magoos,
the Human League,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxy Music,
Chrome,
the Association,
Matthew Halsall,
Los Fastidios,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
Livin' Joy,
Saccharine Trust,
Minor Threat,
Fela Kuti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
T. Rex,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Colin Newman,
Bill Wells,
Flash Fearless,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.