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 Mongolia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Pet Shop Boys to the grunge 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Von Mondo,
Howard Jones,
Althea and Donna,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roy Ayers,
Terry Callier,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Average White Band,
Fatback Band,
Vainqueur,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
Intrusion,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
Quando Quango,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
The Fall,
The Five Americans,
Funky Four + One,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez,
Amon Düül,
Traffic Nightmare,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Porter Ricks,
Das Ding,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scratch Acid,
Radiopuhelimet,
F. McDonald,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Music Machine,
Ten City,
The Leaves,
Warsaw,
Michelle Simonal,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mission of Burma,
The Beau Brummels,
EPMD,
Ponytail,
Jeff Lynne,
Laurel Aitken,
Neu!,
Thee Headcoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Main Source,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zapp,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.