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 Zimbabwe and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Von Mondo 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat 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 a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Babytalk,
Wally Richardson,
Swell Maps,
Jacob Miller,
Hardrive,
Andrew Hill,
Ronan,
Ornette Coleman,
Blossom Toes,
Excepter,
Aaron Thompson,
Brand Nubian,
Funky Four + One,
The Music Machine,
Minutemen,
The Wake,
Warsaw,
The Invisible,
The Count Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Basic Channel,
Das Ding,
The Gories,
MC5,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Freddie Wadling,
Oblivians,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Tremeloes,
Isaac Hayes,
Royal Trux,
The Busters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cymande,
Desert Stars,
The Offenders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rites of Spring,
Pere Ubu,
Interpol,
Pierre Henry,
Dawn Penn,
Wire,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reagan Youth,
James White and The Blacks,
Pantaleimon,
ABBA,
DJ Sneak,
Los Fastidios,
Crime,
the Swans,
The Moleskins,
Alphaville,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.