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 Cape Verde and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scott Walker to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bronski Beat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Television,
Shoche,
Television Personalities,
The Seeds,
Faraquet,
Q and Not U,
Radio Birdman,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Symarip,
In Retrospect,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Swans,
Erykah Badu,
June Days,
Tim Buckley,
The Neon Judgement,
Negative Approach,
Motorama,
Mantronix,
The Victims,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Monolake,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
OOIOO,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blake Baxter,
K-Klass,
Wire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
Reagan Youth,
China Crisis,
Joe Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Lakeside,
Oblivians,
Sound Behaviour,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aswad,
The Busters,
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.