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 Denmark and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 10cc to the grime 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Roxette,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Icehouse,
Hoover,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bill Near,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bob Dylan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wings,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
X-102,
The Remains,
Skriet,
Joe Finger,
Minnie Riperton,
La Düsseldorf,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül II,
New Age Steppers,
Rekid,
Rakim,
The Wake,
The Associates,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David McCallum,
Max Romeo,
Cheater Slicks,
Underground Resistance,
John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Whodini,
Bootsy Collins,
Soulsonic Force,
Malaria!,
Organ,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Niagra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Trumans Water,
Bronski Beat,
Magazine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jeff Lynne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
KRS-One,
The Raincoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jeru the Damaja,
Todd Rundgren,
Josef K,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.