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 Korea North and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sparks to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Fugazi,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Knickerbockers,
Sparks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Isaac Hayes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Bananas,
Model 500,
Juan Atkins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pierre Henry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Neon Judgement,
Mr. Review,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mantronix,
The Walker Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Green,
LL Cool J,
Max Romeo,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Wyatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Lee Hazlewood,
AZ,
Basic Channel,
Talk Talk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mandrill,
John Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Oneida,
Babytalk,
Althea and Donna,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Associates,
Lou Christie,
EPMD,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
Erykah Badu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Steve Hackett,
Zero Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Niagra,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
Surgeon,
The Kinks,
The Index,
Blake Baxter,
Blossom Toes,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.