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 Bhutan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Organ to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Eden Ahbez,
Reuben Wilson,
The Black Dice,
John Lydon,
X-102,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ponytail,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Offenders,
D'Angelo,
Rufus Thomas,
The Blackbyrds,
the Germs,
The Invisible,
Main Source,
Sound Behaviour,
Harmonia,
Pole,
Camberwell Now,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terry Callier,
Vladislav Delay,
Yaz,
Rapeman,
Fear,
The Human League,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
B.T. Express,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quadrant,
In Retrospect,
Mark Hollis,
Thompson Twins,
The Leaves,
Althea and Donna,
Q65,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
The Velvet Underground,
LL Cool J,
Siglo XX,
Negative Approach,
Jeff Lynne,
Juan Atkins,
Drexciya,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
FM Einheit,
Marmalade,
Bluetip,
Fela Kuti,
Jacob Miller,
James White and The Blacks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Wells,
The Smoke,
Cecil Taylor,
Blossom Toes,
Alphaville,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.