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 Italy and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 David Bowie 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 Swell Maps to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Arab on Radar,
Kayak,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
Talk Talk,
The Kinks,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Wally Richardson,
Chris Corsano,
Aaron Thompson,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monochrome Set,
Newcleus,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
Camberwell Now,
Stetsasonic,
Symarip,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Au Pairs,
Spoonie Gee,
Duran Duran,
Das Ding,
Tommy Roe,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Bourne,
R.M.O.,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
Hasil Adkins,
Soulsonic Force,
Eurythmics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nation of Ulysses,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marvin Gaye,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
The Slits,
UT,
One Last Wish,
Donald Byrd,
Steve Hackett,
Section 25,
Rekid,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.