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 Greece and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tubeway Army,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Sherman,
The Neon Judgement,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiohead,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
Johnny Clarke,
Roxette,
Joy Division,
Altered Images,
Swans,
E-Dancer,
The Monochrome Set,
Sonny Sharrock,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Girls At Our Best!,
OOIOO,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Goldenarms,
Blancmange,
The Walker Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Nik Kershaw,
Second Layer,
FM Einheit,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kenny Larkin,
Deakin,
Joey Negro,
Flipper,
Hot Snakes,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
Harpers Bizarre,
Silicon Teens,
David McCallum,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Seeds,
Arab on Radar,
Q and Not U,
Ultra Naté,
Eric Copeland,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
Janne Schatter,
The Young Rascals,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.