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 Bangladesh and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 The Alarm Clocks to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
The Human League,
Blossom Toes,
X-101,
L. Decosne,
The Stooges,
Al Stewart,
Sam Rivers,
The Leaves,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grey Daturas,
Swans,
Scientists,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
Echospace,
Q65,
The Walker Brothers,
The Litter,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lyres,
Roger Hodgson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eddi Front,
Bronski Beat,
Yellowson,
Pagans,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Byrd,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mo-Dettes,
Rotary Connection,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ornette Coleman,
Brass Construction,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Laurel Aitken,
The Wake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
U.S. Maple,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
The Neon Judgement,
LL Cool J,
The J.B.'s,
The Last Poets,
Interpol,
Black Flag,
The Smoke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Todd Terry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.