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 Manchester.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Janne Schatter,
Liliput,
The Moody Blues,
Kaleidoscope,
Alison Limerick,
Crooked Eye,
Vladislav Delay,
The Grass Roots,
Wally Richardson,
The Kinks,
The Standells,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mantronix,
Model 500,
Silicon Teens,
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang On A Can,
Underground Resistance,
Joy Division,
Gregory Isaacs,
Negative Approach,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Theoretical Girls,
Audionom,
Radio Birdman,
Second Layer,
John Lydon,
Monolake,
Ludus,
Loose Ends,
Pere Ubu,
Television Personalities,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Near,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Rufus Thomas,
a-ha,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül II,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Royal Trux,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scratch Acid,
U.S. Maple,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Tremeloes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
UT,
Wire,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed,
Motorama,
Procol Harum,
Lalann,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.