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 Vietnam and from Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the electroclash 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Music Machine,
Radio Birdman,
The Mojo Men,
The Human League,
Howard Jones,
Average White Band,
Trumans Water,
Can,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
Rotary Connection,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Animal Collective,
Amazonics,
Zapp,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Essential Logic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Matthew Bourne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Ossler,
Derrick May,
Roy Ayers,
Juan Atkins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mr. Review,
Tom Boy,
Swell Maps,
The New Christs,
Franke,
The Standells,
Echospace,
Slave,
Dark Day,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry's Kids,
The United States of America,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kas Product,
Das Ding,
the Swans,
Black Sheep,
Dead Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minny Pops,
Lou Christie,
Barbara Tucker,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.