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 Congo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul Sonic Force to the dance 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Ronan,
Harmonia,
Brass Construction,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Connie Case,
Sam Rivers,
ABBA,
Eurythmics,
Schoolly D,
Jerry's Kids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül,
The Fortunes,
Roxy Music,
Pussy Galore,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
One Last Wish,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
Main Source,
Anakelly,
Basic Channel,
The Evens,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
Gong,
Surgeon,
the Human League,
a-ha,
James White and The Blacks,
June Days,
Quando Quango,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
Little Man,
Scan 7,
China Crisis,
World's Most,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mr. Review,
The Last Poets,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deepchord,
Matthew Halsall,
Talk Talk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hot Snakes,
Gabor Szabo,
Neil Young,
Barry Ungar,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.