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 Finland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 Stooges to the punk 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
the Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Cluster,
Buzzcocks,
These Immortal Souls,
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
Infiniti,
June Days,
Sandy B,
The Standells,
The Raincoats,
Television,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eric Copeland,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
Ossler,
John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dawn Penn,
The Saints,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Wyatt,
The Moody Blues,
Lalann,
Fela Kuti,
Lightning Bolt,
Joey Negro,
Minutemen,
Excepter,
The J.B.'s,
Crooked Eye,
Technova,
Mission of Burma,
The Cure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Negative Approach,
The Cowsills,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gladiators,
The Dead C,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Eric Dolphy,
Vladislav Delay,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.