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 India and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Shoche to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vladislav Delay,
the Sonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bush Tetras,
Davy DMX,
Motorama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Copeland,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Eric Dolphy,
The Victims,
Chrome,
Ituana,
Cybotron,
Robert Görl,
The Doobie Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
Flash Fearless,
Index,
Robert Wyatt,
The Tremeloes,
Tubeway Army,
the Soft Cell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Excepter,
Soft Cell,
Bill Wells,
Cameo,
Dark Day,
Accadde A,
Funkadelic,
Sam Rivers,
Brass Construction,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dave Clark Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
T. Rex,
Nils Olav,
KRS-One,
The Mummies,
Gastr Del Sol,
PIL,
Wire,
Josef K,
Pulsallama,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rapeman,
Lungfish,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
The Sound,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.