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 Zimbabwe and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wings to the grunge 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maurizio,
The Mummies,
Reagan Youth,
Organ,
Eurythmics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
The Tremeloes,
The Last Poets,
Moss Icon,
Khruangbin,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
cv313,
The Victims,
Stetsasonic,
The Smoke,
Hardrive,
Von Mondo,
JFA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quando Quango,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül,
Derrick Morgan,
James White and The Blacks,
Joyce Sims,
Ituana,
Altered Images,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Sam Rivers,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Bourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Foxx,
The Motions,
Nas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Isaac Hayes,
Livin' Joy,
Danielle Patucci,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Loose Ends,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott Heron,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.