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 Iraq and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Audionom to the grunge 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Nik Kershaw,
Sonny Sharrock,
Los Fastidios,
Khruangbin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fat Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Liliput,
The Five Americans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Normal,
Alphaville,
Guru Guru,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Henry Cow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Second Layer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
Cluster,
Cheater Slicks,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Ronan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Starr,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deakin,
Piero Umiliani,
Ossler,
Circle Jerks,
Desert Stars,
John Lydon,
Joe Smooth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ludus,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mojo Men,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
Al Stewart,
Tim Buckley,
The Gun Club,
EPMD,
The Sonics,
Yusef Lateef,
The Index,
Country Teasers,
Funky Four + One,
Man Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.