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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
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 spring reverb 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 The Happenings 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Flipper,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Altered Images,
Joe Finger,
Henry Cow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quantec,
cv313,
Peter & Gordon,
Skaos,
Anthony Braxton,
Dual Sessions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Banda Bassotti,
Scrapy,
The Searchers,
The Trojans,
Chris & Cosey,
Rosa Yemen,
Moby Grape,
Sun City Girls,
Circle Jerks,
Chrome,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Livin' Joy,
Ronan,
Connie Case,
Stiv Bators,
Funkadelic,
Funky Four + One,
Gong,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jacques Brel,
Soft Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unwound,
Shoche,
Los Fastidios,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Young Rascals,
Fluxion,
Au Pairs,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
Soulsonic Force,
Rufus Thomas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bill Near,
Anakelly,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Piero Umiliani,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Hoover,
The Martian,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.