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 St Lucia and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Cheater Slicks to the punk 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Sällskapet,
The Blackbyrds,
The Seeds,
Aaron Thompson,
Circle Jerks,
Mandrill,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terry Callier,
Anakelly,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Smoke,
Rod Modell,
The Index,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Con Funk Shun,
Swans,
Panda Bear,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dead C,
Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
Icehouse,
Marine Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
The Red Krayola,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Copeland,
Iggy Pop,
Motorama,
Negative Approach,
Jerry's Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fatback Band,
Marc Almond,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Shuggie Otis,
Deepchord,
Aural Exciters,
Drexciya,
The United States of America,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Massinfluence,
Wally Richardson,
Slick Rick,
Grey Daturas,
Vladislav Delay,
Royal Trux,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Khruangbin,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.