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 Ethiopia and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 Harmonia to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Boz Scaggs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hashim,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Standells,
Ludus,
DNA,
H. Thieme,
The Techniques,
Kool Moe Dee,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Pop Group,
Lightning Bolt,
Sight & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
Desert Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Outsiders,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brand Nubian,
Harmonia,
The Stooges,
Faraquet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun City Girls,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
Ornette Coleman,
Livin' Joy,
Rites of Spring,
Kurtis Blow,
Scratch Acid,
Sällskapet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vainqueur,
Nik Kershaw,
The Buckinghams,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mars,
The Victims,
Pussy Galore,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Raincoats,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bob Dylan,
In Retrospect,
The Fire Engines,
Stiv Bators,
Moebius,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.