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 Tonga and from Stockholm.
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 Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amazonics to the techno 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Juan Atkins,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
China Crisis,
John Holt,
Amon Düül,
The Gories,
Quadrant,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nik Kershaw,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Bar-Kays,
John Lydon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
Masters at Work,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Sherman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Morten Harket,
Metal Thangz,
Model 500,
Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Interpol,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Monolake,
Eddi Front,
Von Mondo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Whodini,
the Normal,
The Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skriet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
Faraquet,
Stiv Bators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ronan,
Ludus,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.