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 the UAE and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 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 Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Masters at Work,
Moebius,
Ossler,
48th St. Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
the Human League,
Byron Stingily,
Sällskapet,
David McCallum,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sixth Finger,
Monolake,
Bauhaus,
Faust,
Don Cherry,
Bang On A Can,
Max Romeo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Accadde A,
Wally Richardson,
Nik Kershaw,
Porter Ricks,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
The Zeros,
Brand Nubian,
Dual Sessions,
Quantec,
Gregory Isaacs,
Albert Ayler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flipper,
Mark Hollis,
Sex Pistols,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Lynne,
The Moleskins,
Sparks,
Duran Duran,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pagans,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Saccharine Trust,
Fatback Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Outsiders,
Erykah Badu,
These Immortal Souls,
The Pretty Things,
Ornette Coleman,
Chrome,
Nils Olav,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.