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 Indonesia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 Bootsy Collins to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Morten Harket,
Fatback Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Dawn Penn,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
Desert Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gong,
the Normal,
Sarah Menescal,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
La Düsseldorf,
Q65,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalann,
Underground Resistance,
AZ,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magma,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Stooges,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neil Young,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Womack,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed,
Radiopuhelimet,
Carl Craig,
The Fall,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eddi Front,
Nas,
Bill Wells,
Sun Ra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric Dolphy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobbi Humphrey,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.