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 Rwanda and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Scrapy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Steve Hackett,
The Flesh Eaters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Davy DMX,
The Blackbyrds,
Scientists,
June of 44,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Funky Four + One,
Dual Sessions,
Yusef Lateef,
John Foxx,
Wally Richardson,
Graham Central Station,
Amon Düül,
Bob Dylan,
The Index,
Girls At Our Best!,
F. McDonald,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Bourne,
Arab on Radar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Pulsallama,
Warren Ellis,
The Star Department,
Mad Mike,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Piero Umiliani,
LL Cool J,
Intrusion,
The Motions,
The Divine Comedy,
Motorama,
Ponytail,
Rufus Thomas,
Sex Pistols,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Easy Going,
Alton Ellis,
Mission of Burma,
Fear,
Young Marble Giants,
Ken Boothe,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
Zapp,
Ten City,
Nas,
Audionom,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Normal,
Eric Dolphy,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.