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 Chile and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Japan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Cluster,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Robert Wyatt,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bluetip,
H. Thieme,
Skriet,
The Techniques,
Section 25,
Visage,
Nik Kershaw,
D'Angelo,
Ituana,
Tubeway Army,
Gabor Szabo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Drexciya,
Barbara Tucker,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Skatalites,
Adolescents,
The Divine Comedy,
Depeche Mode,
PIL,
Lakeside,
Donald Byrd,
Althea and Donna,
Josef K,
Archie Shepp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wings,
Charles Mingus,
Lalann,
Toni Rubio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yazoo,
AZ,
The Last Poets,
Iggy Pop,
Spandau Ballet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radio Birdman,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minor Threat,
Subhumans,
Loose Ends,
Television Personalities,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
JFA,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
Kaleidoscope,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.