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 Mongolia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ 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 Lakeside to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Funkadelic,
Technova,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donald Byrd,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Inner City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun City Girls,
The Raincoats,
The Smiths,
Yellowson,
The United States of America,
Todd Terry,
Sarah Menescal,
Spandau Ballet,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantytec,
La Düsseldorf,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
New Order,
cv313,
Lungfish,
The Sound,
Connie Case,
Idris Muhammad,
Duran Duran,
Alton Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
The Move,
Interpol,
Spoonie Gee,
The Angels of Light,
Loose Ends,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chrome,
The Durutti Column,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Clarke,
Pylon,
Tres Demented,
This Heat,
Neu!,
The Busters,
Massinfluence,
Kayak,
The Wake,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ossler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.