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 St Lucia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
Yellowson,
Monks,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scratch Acid,
Wings,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quadrant,
Procol Harum,
The Moody Blues,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cure,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New York Dolls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Slackers,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crispy Ambulance,
Smog,
Desert Stars,
June Days,
X-Ray Spex,
John Coltrane,
The Modern Lovers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rites of Spring,
Deadbeat,
Icehouse,
Bush Tetras,
Ludus,
Arcadia,
Gerry Rafferty,
48th St. Collective,
Saccharine Trust,
Vladislav Delay,
Sound Behaviour,
Mr. Review,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultravox,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
The Selecter,
Panda Bear,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.