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 Tunisia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gap Band,
Boz Scaggs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
James White and The Blacks,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
Derrick Morgan,
Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Lakeside,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Electric Prunes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
Public Image Ltd.,
Parry Music,
Cecil Taylor,
Ornette Coleman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crime,
Toni Rubio,
Von Mondo,
Jerry's Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronan,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Human League,
Half Japanese,
U.S. Maple,
Siglo XX,
The Saints,
Dennis Brown,
The American Breed,
Minutemen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grauzone,
Arab on Radar,
Vladislav Delay,
Pussy Galore,
Peter and Kerry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.