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 Monaco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Los Fastidios,
UT,
Joyce Sims,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slave,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lyres,
Deakin,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Wyatt,
The Buckinghams,
Severed Heads,
Scan 7,
Marmalade,
The Gories,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Oneida,
The Sonics,
Pantytec,
Young Marble Giants,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
10cc,
Underground Resistance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
These Immortal Souls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Normal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Schoolly D,
Ornette Coleman,
Toni Rubio,
Peter & Gordon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Albert Ayler,
The Offenders,
The Red Krayola,
The Velvet Underground,
Pussy Galore,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Order,
The Zeros,
PIL,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.