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 Sierra Leone and from Manila.
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 Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joe Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funkadelic,
Freddie Wadling,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joey Negro,
D'Angelo,
E-Dancer,
Pylon,
Althea and Donna,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
Main Source,
Bang On A Can,
Fela Kuti,
Inner City,
Suburban Knight,
Drexciya,
The Motions,
The Smoke,
Royal Trux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tommy Roe,
Joe Finger,
Deadbeat,
The Fall,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David McCallum,
Dave Gahan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
Banda Bassotti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minor Threat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lindisfarne,
Masters at Work,
Tropical Tobacco,
Subhumans,
The Angels of Light,
The Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jandek,
Ornette Coleman,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Rundgren,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Flag,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
Tubeway Army,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Bar-Kays,
Barry Ungar,
Icehouse,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.