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 Nauru and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Maleditus Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Trojans,
Depeche Mode,
Black Flag,
The Neon Judgement,
Aswad,
10cc,
the Bar-Kays,
Kayak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
The Durutti Column,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shoche,
Deepchord,
Mandrill,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Slits,
The Evens,
Reagan Youth,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sound,
Masters at Work,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Byrd,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Names,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
cv313,
Radio Birdman,
The Divine Comedy,
Moebius,
Unrelated Segments,
Scion,
Jandek,
Toni Rubio,
Warren Ellis,
The Star Department,
Ossler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quadrant,
Rufus Thomas,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Janne Schatter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camberwell Now,
Young Marble Giants,
One Last Wish,
The Fortunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cowsills,
Main Source,
Barrington Levy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tears for Fears,
Marvin Gaye,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.