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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Young Rascals 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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Althea and Donna,
Reagan Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
The Move,
Bobby Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Section 25,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joyce Sims,
Technova,
Rod Modell,
The Tremeloes,
Jacob Miller,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eric Dolphy,
Wally Richardson,
Panda Bear,
The Birthday Party,
The Stooges,
Quadrant,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Hood,
John Foxx,
Michelle Simonal,
Barbara Tucker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Con Funk Shun,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
Leonard Cohen,
Hashim,
Chris & Cosey,
Marvin Gaye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Procol Harum,
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Josef K,
The Doors,
The Moleskins,
Stetsasonic,
Fad Gadget,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Clear Light,
Bootsy Collins,
Popol Vuh,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Malaria!,
Funky Four + One,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.