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 Montenegro and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Pylon,
Marmalade,
Visage,
Harmonia,
Can,
Joyce Sims,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Easy Going,
Al Stewart,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang Green,
Moss Icon,
Adolescents,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sun Ra,
The Cowsills,
Soul II Soul,
Suburban Knight,
Bang On A Can,
the Bar-Kays,
Intrusion,
Technova,
Second Layer,
The Zeros,
Jandek,
In Retrospect,
Roy Ayers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cluster,
Todd Terry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Durutti Column,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Slackers,
Panda Bear,
Darondo,
Rapeman,
Barrington Levy,
Ronan,
Das Ding,
Rites of Spring,
The United States of America,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funky Four + One,
Clear Light,
Royal Trux,
Lou Christie,
Dave Gahan,
Trumans Water,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marc Almond,
The Birthday Party,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roxette,
Nico,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.