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 Honduras and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jeff Mills to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar 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 marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Swans,
Television Personalities,
the Bar-Kays,
The Black Dice,
Connie Case,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Normal,
Rod Modell,
Banda Bassotti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed,
The Martian,
This Heat,
Ice-T,
the Slits,
the Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Audionom,
Cal Tjader,
Radiohead,
Pussy Galore,
Funky Four + One,
Bauhaus,
Scion,
Deakin,
Robert Hood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warren Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Clear Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
Shuggie Otis,
Bootsy Collins,
John Holt,
The Fire Engines,
Sandy B,
Average White Band,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry's Kids,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
The Gun Club,
Nas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fluxion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.