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 Cameroon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Moody Blues to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Chris Corsano,
Television Personalities,
Alice Coltrane,
Loose Ends,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
The Velvet Underground,
kango's stein massive,
Nico,
The Black Dice,
Marine Girls,
The Cowsills,
Janne Schatter,
Angry Samoans,
Minutemen,
the Association,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
Deakin,
Danielle Patucci,
Urselle,
Cybotron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kayak,
Rhythm & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Average White Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
The Buckinghams,
Morten Harket,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Görl,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Crash Course in Science,
Ossler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ohio Players,
Sandy B,
Fatback Band,
Television,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bill Wells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Howard Jones,
Carl Craig,
Japan,
Brand Nubian,
Don Cherry,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Remains,
Funky Four + One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.