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 Venezuela and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the electroclash 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
The Residents,
Au Pairs,
Spoonie Gee,
The United States of America,
UT,
Drexciya,
Black Moon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
The J.B.'s,
Fort Wilson Riot,
T.S.O.L.,
Roxy Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Durutti Column,
Negative Approach,
The Neon Judgement,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers,
Lightning Bolt,
Make Up,
John Cale,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
Ossler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Heaven 17,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Danielle Patucci,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ponytail,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cameo,
Ice-T,
Sister Nancy,
Skriet,
Bobby Womack,
Don Cherry,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
Nirvana,
The American Breed,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amazonics,
Minny Pops,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shoche,
Q and Not U,
Sun City Girls,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Litter,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Cell,
Eurythmics,
Dawn Penn,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.