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 Lithuania and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moebius to the dance 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Sugar Minott,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
Cheater Slicks,
The Residents,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pere Ubu,
The Barracudas,
Public Image Ltd.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
Public Enemy,
Connie Case,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Womack,
AZ,
Icehouse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Velvet Underground,
Metal Thangz,
Kurtis Blow,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Agent Orange,
The Toasters,
Supertramp,
Magma,
Tommy Roe,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
OOIOO,
The Move,
Lucky Dragons,
Boogie Down Productions,
Piero Umiliani,
Liliput,
The New Christs,
The Selecter,
Morten Harket,
the Slits,
Alice Coltrane,
Pagans,
Isaac Hayes,
New York Dolls,
DJ Style,
La Düsseldorf,
Ohio Players,
Qualms,
Television,
Terry Callier,
The Smiths,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric Dolphy,
Yellowson,
The Trojans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lakeside,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.