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 Gabon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
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 rhodes 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 Lou Christie to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delta 5,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Altered Images,
Subhumans,
Wally Richardson,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Danielle Patucci,
These Immortal Souls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visage,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
DJ Sneak,
Flamin' Groovies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Motions,
Quando Quango,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brick,
Boredoms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Starr,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang On A Can,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camberwell Now,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Sonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gories,
The Gun Club,
Zero Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Selecter,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
Derrick May,
Archie Shepp,
Piero Umiliani,
The Evens,
One Last Wish,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.