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 East Timor and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bronski Beat to the grunge 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Crash Course in Science,
Lindisfarne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls,
China Crisis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
The Moody Blues,
Infiniti,
Half Japanese,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wings,
Scion,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Green,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Tom Boy,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James White and The Blacks,
Marc Almond,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Style,
AZ,
The Mummies,
The Motions,
Liliput,
Niagra,
Animal Collective,
Lungfish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Count Five,
The Wake,
Alison Limerick,
X-Ray Spex,
Wolf Eyes,
DJ Sneak,
Rites of Spring,
the Human League,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Seeds,
Banda Bassotti,
This Heat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Young Marble Giants,
ABC,
Freddie Wadling,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.