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 Mexico and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 The New Christs to the funk 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
The Moleskins,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter and Kerry,
The Velvet Underground,
Goldenarms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
T.S.O.L.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Erasure,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barrington Levy,
The Neon Judgement,
CMW,
The Dirtbombs,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Nas,
Dual Sessions,
Barbara Tucker,
Cal Tjader,
The Martian,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
Delta 5,
Sällskapet,
the Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Shoche,
DNA,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Human League,
Aswad,
Television,
Soft Machine,
The Offenders,
Cecil Taylor,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
U.S. Maple,
R.M.O.,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Mission of Burma,
Rufus Thomas,
Yellowson,
The United States of America,
Fatback Band,
Organ,
Eric Dolphy,
Main Source,
The Young Rascals,
The Selecter,
Scion,
Avey Tare,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.