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 Uruguay and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Techniques to the grime 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Joe Finger,
Bluetip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Eddi Front,
Hot Snakes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Pop Group,
OOIOO,
Mantronix,
Bad Manners,
Sixth Finger,
Negative Approach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ituana,
MDC,
Duran Duran,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scion,
Gichy Dan,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Altered Images,
Hoover,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wings,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lakeside,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
U.S. Maple,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gories,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sound Behaviour,
Grey Daturas,
Main Source,
10cc,
Neil Young,
Royal Trux,
Swell Maps,
Blossom Toes,
The Selecter,
The Buckinghams,
Letta Mbulu,
The J.B.'s,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Prince Buster,
The Count Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Raincoats,
Albert Ayler,
ABC,
The Sonics,
Arcadia,
Excepter,
Kas Product,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.