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 United Kingdom 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the rap 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
Ice-T,
Thompson Twins,
Todd Rundgren,
Wolf Eyes,
Tommy Roe,
Leonard Cohen,
U.S. Maple,
ABBA,
Ornette Coleman,
Audionom,
Joe Finger,
Black Sheep,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delta 5,
Jawbox,
Arab on Radar,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Görl,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fluxion,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
The Knickerbockers,
The Birthday Party,
Tres Demented,
Second Layer,
Adolescents,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fall,
Motorama,
Gang Green,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Severed Heads,
Sun Ra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
FM Einheit,
Monolake,
Alton Ellis,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispy Ambulance,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Swans,
Magazine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cymande,
Fear,
Judy Mowatt,
Albert Ayler,
Letta Mbulu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.