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 Poland 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Juan Atkins to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Toni Rubio,
Juan Atkins,
The Five Americans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
China Crisis,
FM Einheit,
Second Layer,
Royal Trux,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun City Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABC,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Surgeon,
Pylon,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
Isaac Hayes,
UT,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
Maleditus Sound,
Swell Maps,
Erasure,
Aswad,
The Walker Brothers,
Terry Callier,
The Busters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slick Rick,
Alison Limerick,
Monolake,
Rekid,
Soulsonic Force,
Shuggie Otis,
The Vogues,
The Dead C,
The Tremeloes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stetsasonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dead Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.