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 Turkey and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Audionom to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultravox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Agent Orange,
Juan Atkins,
Slick Rick,
Lalann,
Eli Mardock,
Fluxion,
The Real Kids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Circle Jerks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
Deakin,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Golliwogs,
Sex Pistols,
Godley & Creme,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Slave,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Los Fastidios,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aaron Thompson,
Boz Scaggs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Inner City,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
KRS-One,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roy Ayers,
Franke,
The Searchers,
Altered Images,
Black Sheep,
8 Eyed Spy,
Goldenarms,
Moss Icon,
The Slackers,
The J.B.'s,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lower 48,
Rod Modell,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Stetsasonic,
Cluster,
DNA,
Spoonie Gee,
Neil Young,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.