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 Fiji and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Q and Not U to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
U.S. Maple,
The Blackbyrds,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
cv313,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Warren Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Susan Cadogan,
Godley & Creme,
Scion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Icehouse,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Dead C,
The Misunderstood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crime,
Bobby Sherman,
Goldenarms,
Duran Duran,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nirvana,
X-102,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mo-Dettes,
Traffic Nightmare,
MC5,
the Human League,
the Association,
Liliput,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
FM Einheit,
Erykah Badu,
R.M.O.,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
Eurythmics,
B.T. Express,
Unrelated Segments,
Metal Thangz,
Brothers Johnson,
Lakeside,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Symarip,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.