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 Estonia and from London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Mantronix to the dance 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless,
The Gories,
Fatback Band,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Banda Bassotti,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
Skarface,
Agitation Free,
Section 25,
Sällskapet,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed,
The United States of America,
Spoonie Gee,
Alison Limerick,
Yaz,
DNA,
Alphaville,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Peter & Gordon,
Yusef Lateef,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wire,
Vainqueur,
Todd Terry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Icehouse,
Eric Copeland,
The Vogues,
The Fuzztones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Saints,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantytec,
Hardrive,
Ultra Naté,
Rotary Connection,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lightning Bolt,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.