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 Afghanistan and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pulsallama,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Litter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television,
Blake Baxter,
The Zeros,
Barbara Tucker,
Bootsy Collins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rotary Connection,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joy Division,
CMW,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dirtbombs,
Wings,
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Half Japanese,
Ludus,
DJ Style,
Flipper,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
Little Man,
This Heat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
B.T. Express,
Khruangbin,
Simply Red,
Nico,
Gastr Del Sol,
Procol Harum,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
Black Moon,
Kerri Chandler,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brothers Johnson,
Sound Behaviour,
Tom Boy,
Robert Hood,
Lindisfarne,
Unrelated Segments,
Television Personalities,
Cheater Slicks,
Mo-Dettes,
MC5,
Moss Icon,
The Buckinghams,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Surgeon,
Deakin,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.