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 Dominican Republic and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stiv Bators,
Sandy B,
Nik Kershaw,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Sherman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sonic Youth,
Aswad,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Barrington Levy,
Gang of Four,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Infiniti,
Sound Behaviour,
Buzzcocks,
The Monochrome Set,
Drexciya,
Banda Bassotti,
Maurizio,
Skriet,
The Cure,
Warsaw,
DJ Sneak,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gun Club,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Victims,
Joy Division,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
The Barracudas,
Con Funk Shun,
Stereo Dub,
Yellowson,
Fear,
Derrick May,
Grey Daturas,
The Names,
R.M.O.,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sparks,
Visage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Human League,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.