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 Afghanistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the electroclash 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Copeland,
Q65,
China Crisis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MC5,
B.T. Express,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Leaves,
Judy Mowatt,
Vainqueur,
Nils Olav,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bronski Beat,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare,
Quando Quango,
Groovy Waters,
Fugazi,
Niagra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Electric Prunes,
Morten Harket,
Maleditus Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
The Modern Lovers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
R.M.O.,
The Blackbyrds,
Tres Demented,
The Shadows of Knight,
Japan,
Hoover,
Kaleidoscope,
Essential Logic,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
Reuben Wilson,
the Germs,
Pole,
Howard Jones,
Von Mondo,
Au Pairs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Freddie Wadling,
Cymande,
Sound Behaviour,
Yaz,
Idris Muhammad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hashim,
The Stooges,
Michelle Simonal,
Brand Nubian,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Brick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.