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 Maldives and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Prunes,
Qualms,
Sonic Youth,
Eric Copeland,
The Gap Band,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cure,
Avey Tare,
Mantronix,
The Happenings,
Infiniti,
Moss Icon,
David Bowie,
Juan Atkins,
Spandau Ballet,
The J.B.'s,
Warren Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
Tommy Roe,
Tom Boy,
F. McDonald,
Black Sheep,
Quadrant,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Real Kids,
Fad Gadget,
The Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalann,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter & Gordon,
The Velvet Underground,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slave,
The Buckinghams,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
10cc,
The Moleskins,
Marine Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Howard Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cramps,
The United States of America,
cv313,
Radio Birdman,
Ossler,
Blossom Toes,
The Offenders,
Swans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Matthew Bourne,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Raincoats,
Deadbeat,
Fluxion,
Banda Bassotti,
Trumans Water,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.