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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Alice Coltrane to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Judy Mowatt,
Royal Trux,
Technova,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amazonics,
Bush Tetras,
Lungfish,
One Last Wish,
Depeche Mode,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marmalade,
Gichy Dan,
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
June Days,
Popol Vuh,
Dead Boys,
New Age Steppers,
Jandek,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ituana,
F. McDonald,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Clarke,
Schoolly D,
Max Romeo,
The Associates,
The Mojo Men,
Panda Bear,
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Harry Pussy,
The Toasters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
New Order,
The Wake,
Lakeside,
Los Fastidios,
Pole,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Eve St. Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Howard Jones,
Parry Music,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Near,
Fluxion,
Guru Guru,
Scion,
The Seeds,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.