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 Monaco and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Archie Shepp to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
John Cale,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
10cc,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Wake,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minutemen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
CMW,
The Residents,
The Slits,
The Saints,
Y Pants,
Graham Central Station,
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
Lalann,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DNA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dave Clark Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Section 25,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Main Source,
Donny Hathaway,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Infiniti,
Swell Maps,
Accadde A,
Rekid,
Dark Day,
Can,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thee Headcoats,
T. Rex,
The Fall,
Gang of Four,
Brick,
Matthew Bourne,
Stetsasonic,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
DJ Sneak,
Jerry's Kids,
David McCallum,
Mantronix,
Lyres,
ABBA,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
The Moleskins,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.