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 Guinea-Bissau and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Pagans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Little Man,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minutemen,
Kenny Larkin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Clear Light,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ten City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Man Parrish,
Silicon Teens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Laurel Aitken,
Franke,
Marc Almond,
Vainqueur,
The Music Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fall,
Camouflage,
Mars,
The Smoke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül,
Erasure,
The Names,
Howard Jones,
Television Personalities,
China Crisis,
Aaron Thompson,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
Joyce Sims,
Cybotron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cheater Slicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Sheep,
Wally Richardson,
Black Pus,
The Divine Comedy,
Camberwell Now,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxy Music,
The Tremeloes,
Eden Ahbez,
Glenn Branca,
Metal Thangz,
Jacob Miller,
The Golliwogs,
Lindisfarne,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.