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 Burundi and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Cal Tjader to the techno 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Idris Muhammad,
Wire,
Derrick Morgan,
This Heat,
Ronnie Foster,
Boredoms,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lindisfarne,
Dave Gahan,
Sight & Sound,
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science,
Tim Buckley,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Birthday Party,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Slackers,
Barbara Tucker,
Aswad,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Residents,
The Fall,
Barrington Levy,
Dark Day,
Chrome,
Surgeon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Saccharine Trust,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
JFA,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
Deepchord,
Easy Going,
X-101,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lakeside,
T. Rex,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül,
The Smiths,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.