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 Guatemala and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DeepChord presents Echospace 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sound,
Gang Starr,
The Smiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tears for Fears,
Peter & Gordon,
Qualms,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
The Golliwogs,
Andrew Hill,
Marine Girls,
Roxy Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
Morten Harket,
Spoonie Gee,
Quadrant,
Y Pants,
Marvin Gaye,
Sugar Minott,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Skatalites,
Cymande,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
a-ha,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brick,
Moebius,
Newcleus,
Television,
Index,
The Monochrome Set,
Eli Mardock,
Ken Boothe,
Animal Collective,
Talk Talk,
The Associates,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Procol Harum,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Offenders,
Minor Threat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Funkadelic,
Fat Boys,
Kayak,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.