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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Man Parrish to the rock 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Parry Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Birthday Party,
Country Teasers,
Kas Product,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
Junior Murvin,
Fear,
Wolf Eyes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harmonia,
Josef K,
The Fire Engines,
Boredoms,
Pagans,
Pantytec,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joy Division,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fugs,
Tom Boy,
Bill Wells,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thee Headcoats,
Kenny Larkin,
Cheater Slicks,
Ohio Players,
Blake Baxter,
Sarah Menescal,
Juan Atkins,
Sällskapet,
Au Pairs,
The Standells,
KRS-One,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
Khruangbin,
Quando Quango,
Soul Sonic Force,
Average White Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Smog,
Schoolly D,
Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Silicon Teens,
The Sonics,
Supertramp,
Warren Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Royal Trux,
Ice-T,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.