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 Bangladesh and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Guru Guru to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New York Dolls,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy Collins,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flamin' Groovies,
Arcadia,
Stetsasonic,
The Moody Blues,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
Lower 48,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
Joyce Sims,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
Magazine,
The United States of America,
the Normal,
Model 500,
The Cure,
Cymande,
Yusef Lateef,
Lightning Bolt,
Severed Heads,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monks,
Pagans,
Loose Ends,
Ultra Naté,
The Modern Lovers,
The Names,
Wolf Eyes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Maleditus Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
The Saints,
Eden Ahbez,
Erasure,
The Move,
Bob Dylan,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Standells,
Scion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang of Four,
The Doors,
Little Man,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.