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 Solomon Islands and from New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Velvet Underground to the disco 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
48th St. Collective,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
Roxette,
New Age Steppers,
Judy Mowatt,
Susan Cadogan,
Funkadelic,
UT,
The Litter,
Johnny Clarke,
Dennis Brown,
Prince Buster,
The Gap Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Motorama,
The Mojo Men,
The Raincoats,
Lucky Dragons,
Rosa Yemen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Wings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The New Christs,
Drexciya,
The Skatalites,
Erasure,
Pere Ubu,
The Fugs,
The Fuzztones,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker,
Jandek,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roxy Music,
The Index,
Barrington Levy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Cymande,
John Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Groovy Waters,
The Associates,
Radiopuhelimet,
Unrelated Segments,
Fear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anthony Braxton,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.