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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Connie Case to the grime 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Isaac Hayes,
Gichy Dan,
Kas Product,
Fugazi,
The Durutti Column,
Skarface,
The United States of America,
Loose Ends,
The Saints,
Aswad,
Harmonia,
Slave,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Tremeloes,
A Certain Ratio,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
Tres Demented,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxy Music,
Crooked Eye,
Sight & Sound,
Jacob Miller,
Howard Jones,
U.S. Maple,
Wolf Eyes,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neu!,
Alphaville,
Malaria!,
Derrick May,
In Retrospect,
Harry Pussy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sam Rivers,
Carl Craig,
Lower 48,
Aural Exciters,
Pylon,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station,
Cheater Slicks,
The Moleskins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quando Quango,
Black Sheep,
The Moody Blues,
Robert Wyatt,
T. Rex,
Jeru the Damaja,
Can,
Guru Guru,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
Curtis Mayfield,
Spandau Ballet,
Marc Almond,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Subhumans,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.