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 Botswana and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the organ 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 The Beau Brummels to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
ABBA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Skatalites,
Lyres,
Stiv Bators,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
the Sonics,
Half Japanese,
Eurythmics,
The Remains,
Andrew Hill,
Maleditus Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Moby Grape,
Lee Hazlewood,
Archie Shepp,
Pylon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Barracudas,
Reuben Wilson,
The Doors,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Victims,
Television,
Jacques Brel,
B.T. Express,
Agent Orange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ituana,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Index,
MC5,
The Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick May,
The American Breed,
Groovy Waters,
Make Up,
Minutemen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
Eric Dolphy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thompson Twins,
Pierre Henry,
The Fuzztones,
Wings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erasure,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cramps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang of Four,
Skaos,
Section 25,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.