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 Lesotho and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reagan Youth,
Agitation Free,
The Pretty Things,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
Massinfluence,
John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spoonie Gee,
Roger Hodgson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
CMW,
Bill Near,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Selecter,
Circle Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moody Blues,
Sister Nancy,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Sherman,
Altered Images,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Siglo XX,
The Detroit Cobras,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonic Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Zapp,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Aaron Thompson,
MDC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grey Daturas,
Scratch Acid,
Angry Samoans,
Black Moon,
Juan Atkins,
Accadde A,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
Drexciya,
Anthony Braxton,
Zero Boys,
Deadbeat,
Dark Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erasure,
Donald Byrd,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.