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 Togo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bronski Beat to the punk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Five Americans,
The Selecter,
The Durutti Column,
Boz Scaggs,
Sarah Menescal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television,
The Gories,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deakin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rufus Thomas,
Graham Central Station,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sexual Harrassment,
Parry Music,
Blake Baxter,
Tim Buckley,
Delta 5,
Section 25,
Heaven 17,
Faraquet,
Khruangbin,
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cheater Slicks,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlback,
One Last Wish,
Circle Jerks,
Black Flag,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suburban Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Zero Boys,
The Cramps,
Byron Stingily,
Audionom,
Rosa Yemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lungfish,
The Kinks,
Outsiders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric B and Rakim,
LL Cool J,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
U.S. Maple,
Anthony Braxton,
Cal Tjader,
Darondo,
Underground Resistance,
The Buckinghams,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.