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 Malta and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rotary Connection,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reagan Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
Connie Case,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Scan 7,
Adolescents,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Infiniti,
Wally Richardson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick May,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sonics,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barbara Tucker,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed,
Minnie Riperton,
Max Romeo,
Newcleus,
ABC,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Machine,
The Cure,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül II,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rapeman,
Bronski Beat,
Ice-T,
Camouflage,
Oneida,
Whodini,
Tres Demented,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Finger,
The Mummies,
Idris Muhammad,
The Associates,
The Count Five,
The Fugs,
Wolf Eyes,
Fear,
Johnny Clarke,
The Golliwogs,
Chris & Cosey,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.