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 France and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joey Negro,
Magma,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Vogues,
Quantec,
Ice-T,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Victims,
the Normal,
Severed Heads,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marmalade,
Carl Craig,
Josef K,
Loose Ends,
The Fuzztones,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
Trumans Water,
Tubeway Army,
Charles Mingus,
Eric Dolphy,
Nas,
a-ha,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Minor Threat,
The Black Dice,
The Velvet Underground,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
Make Up,
The Dead C,
Eric Copeland,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gabor Szabo,
Bronski Beat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Move,
The Techniques,
World's Most,
Sound Behaviour,
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
Intrusion,
Yaz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ronnie Foster,
Robert Hood,
Ultravox,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.