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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator 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 The Knickerbockers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
John Coltrane,
David McCallum,
Bang On A Can,
Nico,
Pere Ubu,
Country Teasers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Lynne,
Quadrant,
Eden Ahbez,
Television Personalities,
Joy Division,
Fela Kuti,
H. Thieme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camouflage,
Pantytec,
The Searchers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fear,
Shoche,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oneida,
Clear Light,
Suicide,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Duran Duran,
Panda Bear,
The Slits,
Sällskapet,
Davy DMX,
The Monochrome Set,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
Japan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Au Pairs,
Bauhaus,
Joe Finger,
Hasil Adkins,
The Human League,
Minor Threat,
Tim Buckley,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Association,
OOIOO,
Patti Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.