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 Kenya and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
LL Cool J,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris & Cosey,
Don Cherry,
Japan,
Can,
Aloha Tigers,
T. Rex,
The Techniques,
The Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Iggy Pop,
The Cowsills,
JFA,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Bananas,
Boogie Down Productions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marvin Gaye,
Max Romeo,
The Blues Magoos,
Lightning Bolt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sandy B,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hardrive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
John Foxx,
Average White Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Busters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Peter & Gordon,
Cymande,
Faust,
The Wake,
ABBA,
Joy Division,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül II,
Dennis Brown,
Morten Harket,
Kerrie Biddell,
Basic Channel,
Joensuu 1685,
Lucky Dragons,
Marc Almond,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scrapy,
Y Pants,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.