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 Philippines and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Goldenarms to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Loose Ends,
Banda Bassotti,
MC5,
Darondo,
Iggy Pop,
Alison Limerick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maurizio,
Quadrant,
Letta Mbulu,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
Bill Wells,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Country Teasers,
In Retrospect,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Sherman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liliput,
D'Angelo,
Aswad,
Prince Buster,
Angry Samoans,
Motorama,
Agent Orange,
Pagans,
Japan,
Shoche,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Arab on Radar,
Brand Nubian,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gap Band,
The American Breed,
New Age Steppers,
Black Moon,
Scan 7,
The Walker Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
OOIOO,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Real Kids,
Skaos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dark Day,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Terry,
Bill Near,
The Young Rascals,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.