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 Nicaragua 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Soft Cell to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Country Teasers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Second Layer,
Sarah Menescal,
Sällskapet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tom Boy,
Man Parrish,
Buzzcocks,
Leonard Cohen,
The Golliwogs,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Idris Muhammad,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magma,
Theoretical Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Happenings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
Fugazi,
Schoolly D,
John Holt,
New Age Steppers,
The Dead C,
Dead Boys,
Deepchord,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Hood,
Babytalk,
Nils Olav,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
Roxette,
Parry Music,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül,
Rapeman,
Echospace,
The Neon Judgement,
Moss Icon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Loose Ends,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
Gong,
The Cramps,
Fluxion,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.