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 Guyana and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Echospace to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fatback Band,
The Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Youth Brigade,
Pantaleimon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kurtis Blow,
The Misunderstood,
Clear Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Boredoms,
Flipper,
Moby Grape,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed,
Alice Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Con Funk Shun,
The Invisible,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dawn Penn,
The Black Dice,
Half Japanese,
Fela Kuti,
Deadbeat,
B.T. Express,
JFA,
Urselle,
Mary Jane Girls,
Subhumans,
Technova,
The Angels of Light,
The New Christs,
Franke,
Davy DMX,
Arthur Verocai,
This Heat,
Reagan Youth,
Y Pants,
Slick Rick,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
Monks,
Stiv Bators,
Nas,
China Crisis,
Ornette Coleman,
Motorama,
DNA,
Anakelly,
Das Ding,
Slave,
Scientists,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funkadelic,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.