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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Aloha Tigers to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Television Personalities,
AZ,
Television,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Warren Ellis,
Chris Corsano,
The Modern Lovers,
FM Einheit,
Deadbeat,
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
Groovy Waters,
The Saints,
Juan Atkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Maleditus Sound,
One Last Wish,
Parry Music,
K-Klass,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
ABC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wasted Youth,
Ten City,
Easy Going,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Masters at Work,
Fela Kuti,
Deepchord,
Robert Hood,
Amon Düül,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Human League,
Q and Not U,
the Normal,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang of Four,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Whodini,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bauhaus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Moebius,
X-102,
Metal Thangz,
ABBA,
The Young Rascals,
The Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mark Hollis,
The Leaves,
Fat Boys,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.