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 Guyana and from Tehran.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rock 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Bluetip,
The Cowsills,
Nico,
Yusef Lateef,
Y Pants,
Rakim,
Television Personalities,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
Matthew Halsall,
Icehouse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Hood,
MC5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
Desert Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
T. Rex,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker,
Harry Pussy,
The Real Kids,
Alton Ellis,
Sound Behaviour,
48th St. Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Lynne,
Sugar Minott,
Quadrant,
Maurizio,
Nik Kershaw,
Pere Ubu,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Happenings,
Josef K,
Derrick May,
Flash Fearless,
the Germs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quando Quango,
Danielle Patucci,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.