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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vladislav Delay to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alphaville,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
The Dirtbombs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bootsy Collins,
Easy Going,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kerrie Biddell,
Japan,
Sun Ra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jeff Mills,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Erasure,
Amon Düül II,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
H. Thieme,
Unwound,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Second Layer,
Gang Starr,
Toni Rubio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeru the Damaja,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Roxette,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sound Behaviour,
Theoretical Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Buckinghams,
Isaac Hayes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wire,
Brass Construction,
The American Breed,
Albert Ayler,
Dawn Penn,
X-101,
Aaron Thompson,
the Soft Cell,
Model 500,
Symarip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kaleidoscope,
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brothers Johnson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fuzztones,
Michelle Simonal,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.