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 Maldives and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Rod Modell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Average White Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Negative Approach,
Ohio Players,
Simply Red,
The Residents,
UT,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Circle Jerks,
the Normal,
David Bowie,
John Cale,
10cc,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oblivians,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
Prince Buster,
Black Pus,
Ten City,
Saccharine Trust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Slits,
Fluxion,
Tomorrow,
Boz Scaggs,
DJ Sneak,
Franke,
Japan,
Parry Music,
Nirvana,
Bob Dylan,
Leonard Cohen,
MDC,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eddi Front,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
JFA,
PIL,
Eurythmics,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
A Certain Ratio,
Bill Wells,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Buzzcocks,
B.T. Express,
Patti Smith,
Accadde A,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.