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 East Timor and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pretty Things to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agitation Free,
Curtis Mayfield,
Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Scrapy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monks,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiohead,
Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
The Monochrome Set,
Alton Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cramps,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
The Blues Magoos,
Rosa Yemen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suburban Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D,
Nico,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
Livin' Joy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Human League,
Zapp,
The Move,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sarah Menescal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Blancmange,
Spandau Ballet,
Pharoah Sanders,
H. Thieme,
Main Source,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anakelly,
Ultravox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.