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 Denmark and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 The Golliwogs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Mark Hollis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grey Daturas,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-102,
Scratch Acid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ponytail,
10cc,
The Vogues,
Dark Day,
Prince Buster,
Erasure,
Spandau Ballet,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Shoche,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
Wolf Eyes,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Near,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun Ra,
Pantaleimon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eurythmics,
Joe Smooth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Music Machine,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators,
Black Bananas,
Yazoo,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minor Threat,
Sparks,
Faraquet,
Bill Wells,
Colin Newman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case,
Smog,
Brothers Johnson,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blackbyrds,
Duran Duran,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.