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 Philippines and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sound Behaviour to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scan 7,
Moebius,
Intrusion,
Zapp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Bootsy Collins,
Charles Mingus,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heaven 17,
Peter and Kerry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord,
Chrome,
Kayak,
Pet Shop Boys,
Smog,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Agent Orange,
Ultra Naté,
Swell Maps,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pole,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warsaw,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Wyatt,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Byrd,
The Kinks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Association,
Wasted Youth,
Amon Düül,
Q65,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Soft Machine,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bronski Beat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Max Romeo,
U.S. Maple,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.