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 Angola and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Rosa Yemen to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Organ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smoke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
Judy Mowatt,
The Music Machine,
Delta 5,
Grauzone,
Intrusion,
Cymande,
Morten Harket,
David McCallum,
Gichy Dan,
Arthur Verocai,
Thompson Twins,
The Pretty Things,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
10cc,
Subhumans,
Barbara Tucker,
The Misunderstood,
Cluster,
The Index,
Icehouse,
The Moleskins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brand Nubian,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
The Gap Band,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Con Funk Shun,
Chris Corsano,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Porter Ricks,
Agent Orange,
Moebius,
Eli Mardock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Easy Going,
Sonic Youth,
Surgeon,
The Residents,
New York Dolls,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül,
Slave,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABC,
Lou Christie,
The Zeros,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deakin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.