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 Samoa and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Lindisfarne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Lakeside,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stiv Bators,
Joey Negro,
New York Dolls,
Throbbing Gristle,
John Cale,
Boredoms,
Scion,
cv313,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Leonard Cohen,
Cymande,
Funky Four + One,
Slave,
Scott Walker,
Chrome,
Ultimate Spinach,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Graham Central Station,
Alphaville,
The United States of America,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joe Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kurtis Blow,
a-ha,
Motorama,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New Age Steppers,
The American Breed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suicide,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Prince Buster,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Toni Rubio,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
Colin Newman,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skaos,
The Evens,
Wire,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Sneak,
The Sonics,
Bill Wells,
The Move,
Altered Images,
The Dirtbombs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delta 5,
The Walker Brothers,
Accadde A,
Nas,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.