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 Haiti and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Gong to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
David McCallum,
Wally Richardson,
the Human League,
Visage,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Leonard Cohen,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
The Birthday Party,
Blake Baxter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker,
The Monochrome Set,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Wake,
Sandy B,
the Fania All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Lynne,
The Divine Comedy,
Bauhaus,
Tom Boy,
David Bowie,
The Remains,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soft Cell,
Robert Hood,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hashim,
Skriet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television,
Wasted Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
Newcleus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-102,
Depeche Mode,
Chris Corsano,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Erasure,
Mission of Burma,
Erykah Badu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
Jacob Miller,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.