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 Bangladesh and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Deadbeat to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Funky Four + One,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ituana,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
Magazine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yazoo,
Sight & Sound,
Sällskapet,
Marcia Griffiths,
AZ,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
China Crisis,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grey Daturas,
Bauhaus,
Althea and Donna,
Sister Nancy,
Section 25,
The Beau Brummels,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Duran Duran,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wally Richardson,
E-Dancer,
Robert Wyatt,
Fluxion,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nirvana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Near,
a-ha,
Flamin' Groovies,
Liliput,
New Order,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pagans,
Kerri Chandler,
Youth Brigade,
Skaos,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Byron Stingily,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television Personalities,
Cameo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blake Baxter,
MDC,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.