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 Lebanon and from Lille.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Derrick May to the electroclash 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Womack,
Maurizio,
Joyce Sims,
Deepchord,
Donald Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
Pierre Henry,
Tears for Fears,
Ludus,
The Sound,
The Mojo Men,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Interpol,
Delta 5,
Minnie Riperton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Theoretical Girls,
Half Japanese,
OOIOO,
B.T. Express,
Average White Band,
Excepter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Second Layer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Altered Images,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Flash Fearless,
Quadrant,
Moss Icon,
Whodini,
Marc Almond,
Toni Rubio,
Easy Going,
the Bar-Kays,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
Negative Approach,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits,
Rakim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Names,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Hill,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Seeds,
Jeff Mills,
Althea and Donna,
Khruangbin,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
Sam Rivers,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.