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 Belize and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Desert Stars,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boz Scaggs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lindisfarne,
Dave Gahan,
New Age Steppers,
Intrusion,
Laurel Aitken,
Model 500,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare,
Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Magma,
T.S.O.L.,
Brick,
Pantaleimon,
ABC,
Lou Christie,
Bluetip,
Magazine,
Andrew Hill,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris Corsano,
Dawn Penn,
Heaven 17,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Talk Talk,
Theoretical Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
Nils Olav,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Quando Quango,
Ossler,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scientists,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed,
Black Bananas,
Minny Pops,
Fear,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Man Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cymande,
Max Romeo,
D'Angelo,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.