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 Estonia and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pagans to the grunge 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Josef K,
Sun Ra,
Unrelated Segments,
Swans,
Little Man,
The Blackbyrds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Moleskins,
Ohio Players,
Jandek,
The Pop Group,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Magma,
Rekid,
Cluster,
June Days,
Wally Richardson,
H. Thieme,
Duran Duran,
Todd Terry,
The Smoke,
Bootsy Collins,
Outsiders,
Interpol,
Colin Newman,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Prunes,
Barry Ungar,
Erykah Badu,
Bizarre Inc.,
The J.B.'s,
the Swans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mission of Burma,
Laurel Aitken,
Boredoms,
Gong,
Main Source,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Model 500,
Erasure,
Agitation Free,
Q and Not U,
Rotary Connection,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
L. Decosne,
Easy Going,
Marine Girls,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
One Last Wish,
Althea and Donna,
Harry Pussy,
Quando Quango,
The Moody Blues,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fela Kuti,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.