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 Guatemala and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Shuggie Otis to the grime 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nils Olav,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sandy B,
The Birthday Party,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris & Cosey,
The Black Dice,
the Normal,
Rosa Yemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kevin Saunderson,
New York Dolls,
Cybotron,
Crash Course in Science,
DJ Sneak,
Erasure,
The Smiths,
Scratch Acid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Technova,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Patti Smith,
DNA,
Bauhaus,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
The Motions,
T.S.O.L.,
China Crisis,
Depeche Mode,
the Swans,
Radiohead,
Intrusion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unrelated Segments,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David McCallum,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Raincoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacques Brel,
Erykah Badu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Porter Ricks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alice Coltrane,
Minnie Riperton,
Soulsonic Force,
Fugazi,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Faraquet,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.