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 New Zealand and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bill Wells to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sarah Menescal,
Lyres,
Sun Ra,
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker,
Nirvana,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blancmange,
Nils Olav,
The Remains,
Swell Maps,
The Star Department,
Cheater Slicks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Terry Callier,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
FM Einheit,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flash Fearless,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arcadia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cameo,
The Offenders,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blake Baxter,
Colin Newman,
Sister Nancy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Television Personalities,
The Beau Brummels,
Little Man,
June Days,
Zero Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camberwell Now,
Alison Limerick,
The Martian,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
B.T. Express,
Neu!,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultravox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Y Pants,
Heaven 17,
Grey Daturas,
Juan Atkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.